Glue
A Beacon School
You untie A yellow lace Your sweatshirt Around my waist It's going nowhere No place to swim The breakthrough We're waiting on It's too late Our ride's already gone Still tastes like cola Made too sweet
You untie A yellow lace Your sweatshirt Around my waist It's going nowhere No place to swim The breakthrough We're waiting on It's too late Our ride's already gone Still tastes like cola Made too sweet