Young and Wasted

Old enough to go to adult jail
Lost enough to know that when it’s over
Stinging nettle and a telephone made of wood
That keeps calling
Old man raven’s wings sound like a basket wheezing
Growing up so cold in a wartime bungalow
You were such a show-off
Brushing your teeth before bed even when we were both so drunk and stoned
And laughing and falling down
And i just feel asleep and started dreaming
We/they were both so beautiful
So young and wasted
And now we judge ourselves in empty hotel bars
Fisheye lns distortion and hating who we are
It’s our dirty little scret we love to celebrate like a national holiday
We’re screaming through shut bathroom doors like enemies
We/they were both so beautiful
So young and wasted
Don’t look me in the eyes
Look me in the device
We/they were both so beautiful
So young and wasted