Toboggan
Remember when I played in Toboggan
We were the greatest band that never even started
Trading our Bandcamps in that Seminary basement
Man, did that even really happen?
Pictures of those moments live in boxes in my closet
And lately, the ink seems less permanent
Close my eyes and wander back
Time travel through Facebook throwbacks
2015 weekends, that PA house with Shaun's friends
Remember when we passed out on the table
Remember that one party
Really thought my parents would kill me
You iced me under my dog and Kevin jumped through the table
Poolside flirts with red shirts
Used to feel like kings, now the sun hurts
Now I tell them stories of how it was
Close my eyes and wander back
Time travel through Facebook throwbacks
2015 weekends, that PA house with Shaun's friends
Oh, those 2015 weekends, we were Fourth of July hooligans
Where the only thing that mattered
Was our first songs in this four chord pattern
Feeling like we could be in Algernon Cadwalader
Screaming what we thought about frog spit
And when Mark said "who fucked her" in dammit
Shaun made his gin bucket
Forty Mike pissed in the closet
Did I blink too fast and miss it?
It's really not that different from
The same few stories my parents tell me about life before their 30's
Cruising 86th street
Feeling like they could be anything they ever dreamed of
Before life told them to give it up
We were the greatest band that never even started
Trading our Bandcamps in that Seminary basement
Man, did that even really happen?
Pictures of those moments live in boxes in my closet
And lately, the ink seems less permanent
Close my eyes and wander back
Time travel through Facebook throwbacks
2015 weekends, that PA house with Shaun's friends
Remember when we passed out on the table
Remember that one party
Really thought my parents would kill me
You iced me under my dog and Kevin jumped through the table
Poolside flirts with red shirts
Used to feel like kings, now the sun hurts
Now I tell them stories of how it was
Close my eyes and wander back
Time travel through Facebook throwbacks
2015 weekends, that PA house with Shaun's friends
Oh, those 2015 weekends, we were Fourth of July hooligans
Where the only thing that mattered
Was our first songs in this four chord pattern
Feeling like we could be in Algernon Cadwalader
Screaming what we thought about frog spit
And when Mark said "who fucked her" in dammit
Shaun made his gin bucket
Forty Mike pissed in the closet
Did I blink too fast and miss it?
It's really not that different from
The same few stories my parents tell me about life before their 30's
Cruising 86th street
Feeling like they could be anything they ever dreamed of
Before life told them to give it up
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