Dawn Patrol
This is for all the party crashers, pool hoppers, road trippers, hippy driafters, gold miners, lost sailors, grave robbers, and storm chasers of the world
After the shows we like to go
Hang out with these people we barely know
Eating some peaches we found on the ground
By the light of some bro house ten miles from town
Waking up with the sun in the grass wet with dew
I fake like I'm sleeping, laying here next to you
I kinda stop breathing when your hand touches mine
If the world ends this morning I'm pretty much fine"