PureRacket

Teenage Moustache (Lyrics)

Just when I thought it was getting better I took some steps in the wrong direction back to a place I've been before I'm burning pictures with all your letters Burned out by the flames in your backyard scenes The twisted thoughts and the late night schemes I've never been the one to comprehend the writing on the wall I pour my thoughts on wax and then I try to let them go I'll prove it so