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?