A Love Letter To Our Kind Of Shitty But Completely Perfect First House

The van limps into the driveway of our new home
Finishing a sixteen hundred mile trek
To be greeted with an unfinished project, a dead cockroach in the tub
Is it just me or did we get the landlord special

It's a shit flip but it's alright
Cause we can fix damn near anything with silicone and duct tape

This is home
As long as we choose to make it so
So let's grab our tools and fuck it up
Let's fuck it up
Cause we both know that we're not getting that security deposit back

It's not perfect but we're still happy
Cause every time we turn the key we know
It's so much more than a place to rest our heads
It carries more weight than that



Credits
Writer(s): Jarrett Wenzel
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