Graace - American Pie Reruns
I drove to the arcade, with money and time to waste
I'm letting myself let go, reminding myself to play
Sometimes you just need a break from reality
I'm tired of debating, my mortality
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale.. am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
There's always this moment, those video store trips
American pie re-runs make me numb, I don't to come undone
Till I am not someone
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale.. am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
Time out, No I don't want to face it
Fly south, only so I'll escape it
Dive, down, high on a roller coaster
sights, sounds, letting it wash all over me
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
Written by:
Grace Pitts, Gretta Ray, Rosi Golan, Xavier Dunn
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