exit 47a
cardboard swords, the
straight and sad and slowly
you walked into the house
you turned around before i could even open my mouth
twenty-one is the new sixteen
twenty-one is the new sixteen
twenty-one is the new sixteen
twenty-one is the new sixteen
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