Alex Reindl: guitars, lead vocals
Ryan Ensley: guitars, backing vocals
Calvin Schaller: drums
Tommy Noir: bass
I just miss drivin' around with the smoke cloudin' up the car...
Summer nights, summer sounds too young to get into the bars
So we drink in basements, puke on the pavement and fall in love with ourselves, not caring what the morning brings, underwater.... Under a spell.
I miss three AM with my fucked up friends and the traffic cone in the drive-thru... gettin bloody coke nose at shitty punk shows and passing out with an illegal smile...Driving drunk to the graveyards gates with a girl you haven't seen in a while and drives to Indianapolis..... This pack will last another mile.
Coffee and smokes and a vicodin grin and the sadness that swallows you whole
Or two bottles of wine and a girl I call mine in a lovely little snowed-in hole...
Oh empty streets, hearts skippin' beats, I'm a man in the back of this car.... Oh the mist and the dark at Meadows Park or the lonely person you are.
And please don't give me a reason to be here with my head in the past.
The love I had then is gone but the drugs won't bring it back.
I shot dope in a car downtown trying to find the stars in my eyes that I had seen when I was sixteen dreamin' dreams that had yet to die.
And I lost hope as winter tightened the rope around the summer in my head. And I tried to die but lost track of time goin' on the nod again.
Wake up at noon, need a needle and spoon to quiet the laughter I hear ringin' through my mind from another time that's stayed with me through many years.
I miss my brother a lot and smoking pot in the bathtub after school upstairs.
But every day I'm getting further away from the people who really care.
And please don't give me a reason to be here with my head in the past. The life I had then is gone but the drugs won't bring it back.
Oh the love I had then is gone but the drugs won't bring it back.
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