i don't wanna go
i don't know
where everybody goes
they had each other on the back
they wear their beards unkept with the mesh
baseball hat
i'm all caught in the fold
lost in the smell of birth control
when it's time to say goodnight
how will you know
there may be no one left to rub elbows
they had each other on the back
they wear their beards and kept with the mash
baseball hats
i'm all caught in the fold
i'm all caught in the fold
i'm all caught in the fog
