On these stars to never find
I've fallen to pieces to call my own
Handle for miles, I cannot see
I haven't unnoticed some
Stores will give a gun
I got a need
To suffer were born pretend
I got it down
How bout wasting time on nothing here?
I'd rather not pass until

All the dads were stalling here
Hand in hand I walk, waiting here
All I heard a balance of all the guitar by
Further than a land, oh

A breath becomes again another one
Stuff has gone too far, I'm gonna be
Star of my friends
If I can't get across on something here
I follow my thoughts, don't care
I can't all I know
My feelings are closed within all our fans
Stop by, this is it
Gone missing, yeah
It really don't matter so

All the dads were stalling here
Hand in hand I walk, waiting here
All I heard a balance of all the guitar by
Further than a land, oh
All the dads were

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Writer(s): Archer Prewitt, John McEntire, Sam Prekop