Wait until the winter
melts away
forever toward the summer
desert daze
see you in november
I'll be the same
and yet my heart is tender
somethings chan ged
chop chop
get out the house
chop chop
times running out
chop chop
with a brand new sound
chop chop
without a doubt
make your own adventure
pick a place
where you can be pretender
a couple days
it really doesn’t matter
its all a game
the cross inside a circle
or the other way