good at getting lost
thanks for coming
It's strange being strangers
But it's stranger being anything else
And i hope that you're happy
You're probably anything but
We're not kids anymore
But we'll be kids until we're dead
Everything is a paradox
Only nothing makes sense
They don't know me like you did
But that's probably for the better
If i keep changing am i the same?
You didn't know me back then either
And it's cool that's it's dust
Most of the time i'm unaware
I've gotten good at getting lost
Of course you haven't noticed
I wanna know if you miss me like i know you don't
I wanna know if you miss me like i know you don't