Darling don’t you know that I’ve been drowning in this lake all summer
And the shoes I wore
Were made of iron
So when I jumped in it didn’t help
Now the weather’s getting colder
And I’m feeling kind of older
But my actions don’t reflect that self
And my friends all say
“Hey Brian why do you choose to live in that destructive way?”
and I ask the same
My mama never told me
That a heart could be so broken
Or a night so dark that you can’t see
But she raised me tough
A true father’s son
A fucking killer of this misery
Darling you know that I’ve been drowning in this lake all summer
And despite my shoes
That were made of iron
I’m going to float up so you can see
That the weather’s getting colder
But I ain’t feeling any older
I’ll make the same mistakes as when I was seventeen
Cause this life is short
And it’s meant to be lived
Slightly left of where I know you’ll be
Slightly left of where you’re afraid to leave
Slightly left of where I fear you’ll forever be
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