The Layers of Skin We Drag Around

What did we forget on those dark streets? And are we powerless against our youth escaping? Your tape still plays: “This Changes Everything” We’re still scared but we’re also patient And I am still a mess We connect in separate places Tonight I feel just fine I feel like a 2.5 and I would never trade this time for anything else So cut our hair, we’ll leave it behind for someone else to find