Текст песни Slow Time Blues - Live - Dust Raps the Blues

All the times I fucked off as a kid
I wouldn't take them back but I also wouldn't do them again
When I think about you at night
I like to add a couple curves in the spots I like
I can't quite recall the color of your eyes
But we were never that close anyways
So anyways
I'm kissing goodbyes into her collar bones
Find a memory to fake was perfect and I'll call it home
Sneak out in the middle of the night
Once I figure out the past is only made of lies
So goodbye
I'll be in the driveway wrenching on my time machine
Take me back to when we meant anything