exit 47a

cardboard swords, the

straight and sad and slowly

you walked into the house

you saw my face

you turned around before i could even open my mouth

twenty-one is the new sixteen

is the new eighteen

is the new twenty-three

twenty-one is the new sixteen

is the new eighteen

is the new twenty-three

twenty-one is the new sixteen

is the new eighteen

is the new twenty-three

twenty-one is the new sixteen

is the new eighteen

is the new twenty-three

just run from your problems

if it's the easy way to solve them

just sit there with your arms crossed

and you pray for me to get lost

well

we are lost