Parking Lots
Colton McKinney
A weird feeling now, I've never been this old
The world's feeling off, its never felt this cold
What am I feeling now, what do I do
In parking lots, like we used to
Endless rows of endless days, how far have we strayed
From parking lots, underneath the lights
What do you do now, when somethings not as fun
When the moments past, nothing new to look back on
Endless rows, of endless days
How much have we changed
From parking lots, underneath the lights
Talking through the night
Things always rearrange
But there's never really any change
Work your whole life, but don't ask why
Produce
Consume
Then die
Endless row of endless days, how much have we changed
From parking lots every other night,
Spending all our time