The summer I turned 18 Started with me running from a party
Bella was drinking in the back My prom night, panic attack
Racing, climbing to the front door Bolted down 29, going 84
Ended the night on a curb These last twelve years were a blur
* Swear I was just on the pavement Laying down while someone traces me
Watching the sky I thought I had more time What a lie I guess that was goodbye
** I guess that was goodbye I guess that was goodbye
Wonder if I can outrun September It's not the end
If I play pretend like when we were kids Make friends with the dark, say "Stay forever
Don't let me down, down, down" Night's a fair-weather friend Lets daylight come in
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But I guess Mr. Clock was just doing his job And it's nobody's fault, but I wish it was
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