Ok,
two, three, four
You were drinking the days away
Smoking weed on the sand
And the rocks in front of the horizon
Reflecing infinite numbers of passions
Messy guitar chords everywhere
Trying to fit with the beat of the waves
All crashing on the shore with a lovely sound
As there were footprints on the ground
We were arguing a lot with that girl
I couldn't tell if she hated us
But she brought weed for my brother
And he surely did not like her
We are just teen fucks
We are just teen wrecks
Trying to find a way through the mess of our lives
Tomorrow we'll sort this shit out
We are just teen fucks
We are just teen wrecks
Trying to find a way through the mess of our lives
Tomorrow we'll sort this shit out
Heard this girl talk about getting banged
In the back of a van
Telling us it had been great
While I couldn't tell how she'd look like
Naked
Naked
And I remember when we were young
Chasing eachother in the sun
When love and holding hands
Were pretty much the same
It was great
It was great
And I remember when we were young
Chasing eachother in the sun
When love and holding hands
Were pretty much the same
And I kind of miss the days
When you'd try to say
I love you to this prick
You'd end up hating
He put his hand on your hand
And in your sacred underwear
You told it to me with tears in your eyes
Trauma coming back so fast
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
We are just teen fucks
We are just teen wrecks
Trying to find a way through the mess of our lives
Tomorrow we'll sort this shit out
We are just teen fucks
We are just teen wrecks
Trying to find a way through the mess of our lives
Tomorrow we'll sort this shit out
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