Tiny Moving Parts

Tiny Moving Parts - Van Beers lyrics

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I see a sunset fade into the haze

Of a dim lit cigarette you roll to smoke and call it a day.



We have poor hygiene

far from clean but never felt so pure.

We reak of a fresh sweat and stale beer.

It smells like paradise!

Here



When we grow up we may lose touch,

But we gotta stay strong because we're so young.

Please stay strong!



All we know are these highway roads.

Sketchy parking lots we consider our homes.

I know it sounds crazy, yet

We fall hard asleep, it's rare that we worry

We're only here until we are gone

So somebody will you tell me what's the

Hurry



Fingers crossed that the cops don't come,

And I'm one hundred percent

Positive

That we'll never found all the empty cans

Under the van seats.



We're too busy sharing, stories

And laughing, about how boring

Any situation can be

If there is nobody trying to make, the best, of everything.



Enough is never quite enough,

Unless we cherish what is given to us.

Or dear when you love both fear and rust



Enough is never quite enough,

Unless we cherish what is given to us.

Or dear when you love both fear and rust



Enough is never quite enough,

Unless we cherish what is given to us.
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