[Verse 1]
And it felt so weird, like the coming last year
Like a snow globe, I'll shake things up more than I need to
'Cause I'm smashing toes into tables, the fall looks identical to summer
Just darker at an earlier point in time, your face looks etched around mine
'Cause I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm sitting on your couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
And out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
[Verse 2]
I can't count on my brain to keep me at home
I'm either on the road or I'm looking through my cellphone
I should give myself a bedtime, stay out of the limelight
'Cause I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm always sitting on your couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
And out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
[Chorus]
I'm etched out in your fault lines, graffiti is a pastime
A post-suburban American culture, a post-suburban American culture
I'm etched out in your fault lines, graffiti is a pastime
A post-suburban American culture, a post-suburban American culture
[Outro]
I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm always sitting on my couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
Out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
And it felt so weird, like the coming last year
Like a snow globe, I'll shake things up more than I need to
'Cause I'm smashing toes into tables, the fall looks identical to summer
Just darker at an earlier point in time, your face looks etched around mine
'Cause I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm sitting on your couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
And out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
[Verse 2]
I can't count on my brain to keep me at home
I'm either on the road or I'm looking through my cellphone
I should give myself a bedtime, stay out of the limelight
'Cause I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm always sitting on your couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
And out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
[Chorus]
I'm etched out in your fault lines, graffiti is a pastime
A post-suburban American culture, a post-suburban American culture
I'm etched out in your fault lines, graffiti is a pastime
A post-suburban American culture, a post-suburban American culture
[Outro]
I'm etched out in your fault lines, we're synchronizing watch times
I'm always sitting on my couch just to set a happy tone
'Cause I came in at the wrong time, my future makes my mouth dry
Out of all the things I want to be, I fucked it up by being me
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