Kids in Kits

Hit me hard one morning Couldn't feel myself growing Thought that I needed to change my surroundings To keep me well rounded I was en route Looking for ways to uproot Someone told me I could be a good fit With the clique, with the kids that live in Kits Sooner or later, I was moved in Had a Bible at my bedside, barely even read it Cheap wine by the seaside, got me drunk texting Tried to save the sunshine to keep it from setting But the night fell down And when I'd wake up With that head rush I'd tell myself that this is it No more treating yourself like a kid But when we'd dope up On our front lawn I'd think everything I need is here Except everything I'm running from Early mornings shooting down coffees Late nights shit talking movies Took my mind off my mental health Anything to keep me from myself It was so much, so fast, no time to regret So much that I didn't expect Like didn't think I'd fall in love How did I think I was growing up? Was crossfaded on the sidewalk, never should have tried it Staying up past nightfall with a boy with a cute accent Didn't think I'd fall in love How did I think I was growing up Cause when I'd wake up With that head rush I'd tell myself that this is it Maybe this one's gonna stick But when we broke up I was torn up More than they could ever see I never said goodbye to West 16th Someone told me I could be a good fit With the clique, with the kids that live in Kits People move in and they move on