Everyday Lifetime from Wildcatstrike by Scarper!

All the pieces that we recollect, so clear on their own reflect
The fragile grasp we have upon the whole.
So stop me if you disagree,
But aren't we tired of thinking cynically,
When naivety just seems to be more fun?

Every day we cross the same roads.
Every day another door is closed.
Every day feels like a lifetime.

As you notice that the leaves have turned,
There's a coldness in the air
That yearns to take the Summer that we never had.
I'll admit to you I'm terrified, when I'm told everybody lies,
Still the smile on my lips can be traced back to you.

Every day we cross the same roads.
Every day another door is closed.
Every day feels like a lifetime.

• Punk
• indie rock
• pop punk
• United Kingdom