(but he himself had given up)
you and i, we're one in the same. both running circles around this town from the ghost that shadows us, wondering where our smiles have decided to hide for the past couple years or so.
one in the same..
the same shirts
the same pop punk taste
the same past
the same concerns
the same love for walks & coffee
the riverwalk stroll that will never get old
ever.
8,760 more hours and i've found the secret no one knew existed.
525,600 more minutes and i'm out the door escaping my past
31,536,000 remaining seconds and im leaving this town forever.
one in the same..
the same shirts
the same pop punk taste
the same past
the same concerns
the same love for walks & coffee
the riverwalk stroll that will never get old
ever.
8,760 more hours and i've found the secret no one knew existed.
525,600 more minutes and i'm out the door escaping my past
31,536,000 remaining seconds and im leaving this town forever.