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[Intro] [Verse] Cardboard flap is peeling back Everything is fading black Found the box behind the shoes Full of things I hate to lose Hi-8 tapes with yellow tape No way for the soul to escape "Summer session, ninety-four" I can't take it anymore [Pre-Chorus] We were gonna drive the van Follow every reckless plan Now the ink is blurred and dry Underneath a hollow sky [Chorus] Ghost on the grip tape Looking for a clean escape You’re frozen in the grain Dancing through the mental pain Faded zines and broken wheels I forgot how breathing feels Yeah, you’re gone but you stay In the static every day [Verse] Inside joke on volume three "Pizza guy vs. you and me" I started laughing then I cried Part of me just went and died Clipped a photo from a zine Youngest that we've ever been Tucked it in my wallet fold Stories that will not be told [Bridge] The wheels are clicking on the concrete Echoes down a dead-end street I’m sorting through the ghost of you Nothing left for me to do The glockenspiel is ringing clear I wish that you were standing here [Hook] Rewind the tape, replay the hurt Face down in the skatepark dirt Rewind the tape, replay the hurt Buried in your favorite shirt [Chorus] Ghost on the grip tape Looking for a clean escape You’re frozen in the grain Dancing through the mental pain Faded zines and broken wheels I forgot how breathing feels Yeah, you’re gone but you stay In the static every day [Outro]
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