You know what's weird about that? I was the only one on twelfth street again Nothing open there to call you out Seven lanes, and I had all of them More of that superlative wearing off And you're nothing more than sensitive to it and...
If it rained all day you'd be stuck inside Watching television, playing video games And it's better than you will admit
You let partition take a hold of you So begin to spend more time at home Just to relax Though I must confess, What I'm trying to express is wrong In the race to let you know what I need Is attention preventing the rain that pours Like it's never had to now, before
If it rained all day you'd be stuck inside Watching television, playing video games And it's better than you will admit