A loop exists between us both
Gravity ripping at the poles
Church of Threes, know-it-all
Maybe reason has yet to call
Maybe I lost a friend
In Lawrence one night, said goodbye
Say confetti, set the edge
We are smoking from that pipe
Smoking from that oil burner
Dreamers sitting on the edge of the world
When you called me in the morning that night
We both knew wrong but felt so right
Both knew wrong but felt so right
Both knew wrong but felt so right
Both knew wrong but felt so right
Both knew wrong but felt so right
It's tape
It's tape, it's tape, it's tape
Evan it's tape
It's tape
It's tape, it's tape, it's
Evan it's tape
It's tape
It's tape, it's tape, Tyler
Tyler it's tape