No EQ

[Verse 1] Born too late I always find my interests Remain intact just behind the times A waste of space Expired sound and blueprints But piece by piece, they all fall in line [Chorus] To what has been addressed as My youth in aftermath It's just like me to recover One another I'm another Impressed by how I've balanced out Leveled up and laying down On the concrete beside your house [Verse 2] So, can you trace This distance from me to you, so I could etch this on my spine? Replace my face with just a blurry memory You must be kidding me My busted mouth I've come to find, lends creative ways to speak my mind [Chorus] And confess with my youth in aftermath It's just like me to recover One another I'm another Impressed by how we've balanced out Leveled up and laying down Our nostalgia's been strewn around On the concrete beside your house Our nostalgia's been strewn around On the concrete beside your house [Bridge] My aching brain Doesn't process things the same At 30, muscles fade, but in 20 years, I've barely changed Does this check list for the restless paint The evening's scene of what you took from me? [Outro] An aching brain Doesn't process things the same At 30, muscles fade, in 20 years how you have changed An aching brain Doesn't focus quite the same As 30 minutes fade into 20 years, how could I change? An aching brain Doesn't process things the same At 30, muscles fade, in 20 years how you have changed An aching brain Doesn't focus quite the same As 30 minutes fade into 20 years, how could I change?