fucking stoked from Foolery. by The Cowards

And I think
I'm finally starting to figure out
Who you really are

And I think
I hate you a little more

And I want
To hate myself a little less
When the scope of your dependence falls upon
Those at rest

All alone
All alone.

All alone
(ooooo)

All alone, you're
All alone.

All alone you're
All alone...

And I miss
The way you bring the worst part out of me
And I miss
Sifting through my dreams.

Cigarettes and valentines can't find their place tonight
A place to keep my head down low and keep me out of sight
Heart to conversation is the shit that might've been
Dreams of yesterdays now forming underneath my skin.

All alone
All alone.

All alone
(ooooo)

All alone, you're
All alone.

All alone you're
All alone...

• Punk
• Rock
• Surf Rock
• emo
• nostalgic
• surf
• Westminster