Swallowing the lump in my throat and wiping the tears from my eyes
It’s really awkward crying in public
Sitting in an airport alone not wanting to ever go home
This isn’t the kinda thing that I wanted to call passed tense
Im falling apart
I sat on a wall and fell down
Cant pick myself up
Or put myself back together
It’s just a matter of time
Watching people and people and people and people walk by
And you were there right by my side
Missing you from miles away, from the comfort of your embrace
I’ll just examine, admire, and love until we meet again
I love mom jeans. It immerses myself in those unforgettable feelings and makes me weep, and I smile as the trumpet starts to play. How wonderful. zhangzhanglang
The Philadelphia group sharpen their hooks and internal dyanmics for a fun and non-dorky take on power pop anyone can get behind. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2024