Mets

Staring at the sun in the garden we grow
I've been walking through spider webs wherever I go
I was overcome

When the music stops but the words keep coming
It'll never die if you keep humming along
I was overcome

When the Mets don't win and it hurts like sin
On your sunburnt skin, just do it again
I was overcome

360 flip to nose blunt, baby
Digging deeper than a shin bruise, maybe
I was overcome

To live for a moment when the moment has passed
I was slipping through your fingers, fingers of glass
I was overcome

On my walk to thеrapy
Where the sidеwalk meets the edge of the weeds
I was overcome



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Schoonmaker, Adam Greenberg, Lorenzo Cook
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