Spots

I'm done with counting old spots of chalk
Life remains the same in other ways
Breeding a future before you're done done done
Wasting away each day
Shell of when things were better
Getting so high on nostalgia

You're gonna end up losing more than yourself
To spend too long in yesterday

Rain washes away the spots of chalk
A walk through the park, drive down the lane
A toxic wasteland to spend your time time time
Wasting away each day
Shell of when things were better
Getting so high on nostalgia

You're gonna end up losing more than yourself
To spend too long in yesterday
You're gonna end up losing more than yourself
To spend too long in yesterday