Another paper cut Too much paper work Why does growing up Feel like giving up I'm kinda paranoid of losing touch Trading my leather bans for a spray tan I'm fine with being broken and out of luck I want to run to the city Where we both lost our minds That night in September Can we take a drive Blood red sky Desk jobs and envelopes Not where are story goes Chapters of epic drunk love Grab a polaroid and light it up Singing New Found Glory at a food truck I'm fine with being broke if you're the glue that holds I want to run to the city Where we both lost our minds That night in September Can we take a drive Blood red sky Where we go I don't know Take my heart Kill me slow I want to jump Far out I want to jump Far out Where we go I don't know We'll land on our feet somehow We'll land on our feet We'll land on our feet somehow We'll land on our feet You know I want to run to the city Where we both lost our nights That mind in September Where we go I don't know Take my heart Kill me slow I want to jump Far out I want to jump Far out Where we go I don't know We'll land on our feet somehow