White Mirrors
Barely seventeen living out my parents garage
White lines on the table, no ones watching the clock
Girlfriend twenty two, she's in love with a boy
Home full of abuse, fucks to shut out the noise
Sleeping with other guys, but I pay it no thought
While she cries at my side, baring the weight of a mom
Babies not in her womb, but shame is due to arrive
Night terrors and white mirrors, hell of a life
Lost inside a mirage
All my friends bare broken hearts
So much time was wasted
Chasing the feeling we were banking on
Fist fights under the canyon bridge
He fought hard, but he could never fit in
Papa gone, sisters watch it unfold
Learning from all of my wrongs
God we've come so far
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
White lines and bitter ends
So much more sweeter at first hand
All the could of, should of beens
Good ol' boys drinking whiskey and rye
Hidden love in our masculine eyes
Raised to keep it inside
Making noise, picking fights
Long way from the 'burbs
I spend my nights on the run
Blood stains on my shirt
I bare the faults of young boys laugh
Why this grown man look so sad
Moving on 'cause we can't go back
Lost inside a mirage
All my friends bare broken hearts
So much time was wasted
Chasing the feeling we were banking on
Fist fights under the canyon bridge
He fought hard, but he could never fit in
Papa gone, sisters watch it unfold
Learning from all of my wrongs
God we've come so far
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
White lines on the table, no ones watching the clock
Girlfriend twenty two, she's in love with a boy
Home full of abuse, fucks to shut out the noise
Sleeping with other guys, but I pay it no thought
While she cries at my side, baring the weight of a mom
Babies not in her womb, but shame is due to arrive
Night terrors and white mirrors, hell of a life
Lost inside a mirage
All my friends bare broken hearts
So much time was wasted
Chasing the feeling we were banking on
Fist fights under the canyon bridge
He fought hard, but he could never fit in
Papa gone, sisters watch it unfold
Learning from all of my wrongs
God we've come so far
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
White lines and bitter ends
So much more sweeter at first hand
All the could of, should of beens
Good ol' boys drinking whiskey and rye
Hidden love in our masculine eyes
Raised to keep it inside
Making noise, picking fights
Long way from the 'burbs
I spend my nights on the run
Blood stains on my shirt
I bare the faults of young boys laugh
Why this grown man look so sad
Moving on 'cause we can't go back
Lost inside a mirage
All my friends bare broken hearts
So much time was wasted
Chasing the feeling we were banking on
Fist fights under the canyon bridge
He fought hard, but he could never fit in
Papa gone, sisters watch it unfold
Learning from all of my wrongs
God we've come so far
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
When we were so far gone
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Jacobsson
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