Stick Season Knuckle Puck
"Stick Season" by Knuckle Puck, released in 2022, is a #PopPunk song that explores themes of nostalgia, longing, and the complexities of growing up. The lyrics reflect on memories of youth and the bittersweet nature of change. Musically, it features energetic guitar riffs and emotional vocals, resonating with fans seeking relatable experiences.
[Intro]
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must have had yourself a change of heart like
Halfway through the drive
'Cause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
[Verse 1]
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed does not replace
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you whеn it rains
Doc told me to travel, but therе's Covid on the planes
[Chorus]
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have, but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do
[Verse 2]
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
No, I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must have had yourself a change of heart like
Halfway through the drive
'Cause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
[Verse 1]
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed does not replace
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you whеn it rains
Doc told me to travel, but therе's Covid on the planes
[Chorus]
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have, but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do
[Verse 2]
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
No, I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back
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