Festival

We were at a festival
Inside my centrefold was only you
August sun and chemicals
Faded love confessionals all afternoon

Then I took too many drugs
And I made you miss all of Neil Young
You rubbed my back while I threw up
I thought to myself "this is love"

You're still my favourite
And I hope we make it
Let's call it saving the best for last
I'm wide awake with
A feeling I'm chasing
Praying don't be part of the past

We were on the ferris wheel
Our favourite bands had no appeal inside that state
Might be the most I'll ever feel
I've come to terms with that now
And it's okay

You're still my favourite
And I hope we make it
Let's call it saving the best for last
I'm wide awake with
A feeling I'm chasing
Praying don't be part of the past

You're still my favourite
And I hope we make it
Let's call it saving the best for last
You poured the pavement
I can't replace it, now I'm
Praying don't be part of the past



Credits
Writer(s): Devan Glover, Noah Barer
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