Текст песни Potholes - guardin

Da-da
La-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah

I′m in the backseat with my bros
We been on the road
Hitting potholes in a Sprinter van
I'm leanin′ out the window
Breeze all on my coat
You were on my mind before this began
And if truth fully be told
When I'm all alone
I scroll on my phone tryna reminisce
It don't matter where we go
I just hope you know
You the one thing that I always miss

You the one thing that I always miss
You the one thing that I always miss
You the one thing that I always miss
You the one thing that I always miss

Started up in Buffalo
New York kinda cold
But I call it home and I always will
Crossin′ over the rainbow
Bridge to Toronto
Gettin′ kinda snacky, so we hit no frills
'Bout to play another show
Pack it up and go
Capturing the glow while the city′s still
Captivated to and fro
Me and all my bros
How the fuck is any of this really real?
Really real?
Really real?
I used to struggle tryna figure how I really feel
I made a song or two about it, made me really feel
Like I was less alone and in all this, honestly it healed me
I remember making beats up at my mom's
Thinking one day, I′ma make it out the house with all these songs
Simple times and drastic measures, pick me up and make me strong
Now I'm writing all these words and sitting right where I belong, like

I′m in the backseat with my bros
We been on the road
Hitting potholes in a Sprinter van
I'm leanin' out the window
Breeze all on my coat
You were on my mind before this began
And if truth fully be told
When I′m all alone
I scroll on my phone tryna reminisce
It don′t matter where we go
I just hope you know
You the one thing that I always miss

Yeah, you the one thing that I always miss
You the one thing that I always miss
You the one thing that I always miss