New Guy

Duration

3:01

Genres

Alt. Rock

Lyrics

Take me to your own world. Clothing choices and posters. How opinions fly like the ideas in my head. You say everything goes boop. So lets enter the breathing green, where we were meant to be, and this is how I feel. My hands holding on this tree, I see my father. And this is how I feel. So here's my excuse to cry. So caught up, forgot that I allowed my boat to be pushed off. And these hands will someday give their all to keep the cycle going, oh my god. So lets enter the breathing green, where we were meant to be, and this is how I feel. My hands holding on this tree, I see my father. And this is how I feel.