Coals from Phi by phi gold

Dead dreams and debauchery scenes. I spent my last three bucks on the last thing that I need. There's no way that I'll end in the black for this term. Guess I got a lot to learn. Eight hours on the top of a bus. Just to find out in the end I will never stop falling in love. I'm alright and I'm always getting better. Let the fire burn low 'cause we like it that way. We let the ash flow down our throats so stout. But we don't mind the burn. We will never, ever let it go out.

Open doors and sweat-soaked floors. You'll find it hard to miss your family. When every day, you're part of one more. Just slow down, baby, take it all in. And I promise you will never be angry again after this.

Kicked out of the liquor store. But we're not the type of guys to fall asleep on the floor anyway. "You wanna join me for dinner?" "Man, I got so much to do" But never once did I expect it not to tear me in two.

It's alright and it’s always getting better. Let the fire burn high 'cause we like it that way. We let the ash flow down our throats so stout. But we don't mind the burn. We will never, ever let it go out.

• Alternative
• folk
• indie
• rock
• Boston