A smoke in my hand even though my throat is sore
I’m picking up friends and tabs that I can’t afford
I struggled to pay my way through California freeways
When there ain’t none west of San Antonio
I say a lot in a little I feel
You gotta give em hell kids
It ain’t all for the money but still
I really hope my rent clears
I stay with her when I know I gotta get some sleep
These lucid dreams are fucking killing me
I pray for a little then I start to see
There’s no-one left looking out for me
I’m not a catholic man no more
But I’m scared to hell my lord
I wish someone would’ve begged me not to move back east
I hate the cold but I don’t mind the heat at all
At all
credits
from New England Summer - EP,
released July 24, 2020
Written by Eben Wares
Recorded by Eben Wares
Piano by Noel Friesen
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