Spots

I'm done with counting old spots of chalk Life remains the same in other ways Breeding a future before you're done done done Wasting away each day Shell of when things were better Getting so high on nostalgia You're gonna end up losing more than yourself To spend too long in yesterday Rain washes away the spots of chalk A walk through the park, drive down the lane A toxic wasteland to spend your time time time Wasting away each day Shell of when things were better Getting so high on nostalgia You're gonna end up losing more than yourself To spend too long in yesterday You're gonna end up losing more than yourself To spend too long in yesterday