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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karly Matana Hartzman
Karly Matana Hartzman
Songwriter
Jake Lenderman
Jake Lenderman
Songwriter
Owen Ashworth
Owen Ashworth
Songwriter

Lyrics

Snuck in through the tennis courts
Laid in the dark on the carpeted floor
Came here for a party in middle school
Rode my bike home drunk off of a Four Loko
Last time I saw you was a live stream of a funeral
You laughed when you told a story from when we were young
Looks like you're holding up alright
But I know it's sometimes hard to tell
I don't sleep in that room anymore
When the cicadas sync up, they breathe too hard
We watched a Phish concert and Human Centipede
Two things I now wish I had never seen
We smoked weed out of a Pepsi can
Lyin' around under a Christmas tree
Written by: Jake Lenderman, Karly Matana Hartzman, Mark Jacob Lenderman, Owen Ashworth
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