Davoli - Old Clothes

That looks like a hard conversation
It looks like there's a point to prove
While your lies are sneaking round in a high-vis jacket
Your heads studying the corners of the room

And all of this is hard to ignore
While staring through a window at a hope that you can't afford
And now you see right through the disguise
Realize you've been driving with a passenger's eyes

Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The mail truck ripping up flowers as it goes flying by
Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The withering world's wrapped in faux fur, it's fine

Old clothes on young people
Suede jacket signed on for a sequel
Sweet car, shame about the owner
Two's a crowd when you've always been a loner

Can't see the town cause it's drenched in fog
Kids on yellow scooters shouting we are the mods
Night shifts at the dog day care
Ice on the floor, love is in the air

Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The mail truck ripping up flowers as it goes flying by
Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The withering world's wrapped in faux fur, it's fine

Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The mail truck ripping up flowers as it goes flying by
Everyday living while the storm's swirling up in the sky
The withering world's wrapped in faux fur, it's fine

Old clothes on young people
Suede jacket signed on for a sequel

Written by:
Jacob Harris

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