The concert was amazing
Newlyfangled Telecasters
CVs twisting, filters shifting
And I just love that indie rock
Memories start to flicker
And I'm looking back woefully
We're at brunch now, drinking somehow
And I just love that hollandaise
All that dreaming a waste
I was awake, but was it real?
How's that coffee taste?
But how does it feel?
Hours turn into a daze
And I'm dying literally
Just on that antecedent phase
But tomorrow brings the trophy
All that dreaming a waste
I was awake, but was it real?
How's that coffee taste?
But how does it feel?