Testo Freshmen Year Everyday Sunday
Once again the sunrise ends your day
I canât come over
All you want is silence anyway
But your tears are beautiful
The couch is stained from your makeup
I wonder, when will you wake up
Will you remember all their lies?
CHORUS
You say that this is freedom
But maybe this ainât real
You say youâre tired of chasing the stars
But hereâs a new beginning
Itâs your freshman year
And you donât even know who you are
You fell in love on the freeway
Where the music leads your feet
But then you turned the other way
Down another street
Itâs like playing games when we were young
You pretend this isnât wrong
And I guess Iâll pretend Iâm blind
CHORUS
In the mirror I see your face
Together we can leave this place
Mercy set us free tonight
I give myself back
You give yourself back
We give ourselves away