You're on the wrong side of loyalty, tumblin' weed
I misplaced all my defense with your consistency
Maybe your word exists, but others supersede
You're on the wrong side of loyalty, weathering chalk
Recall my childhood; can't find your name at all
You could be overturned without a second thought
All the hardships faced, the love that was claimed, the capacity too full to handle more pain
Few to object if I decide to harbor such disdain
But I've seen it crease about a thousand times
Nevermind honor unclear
Only welcome with half sincerity (time can take it out of you)
Be the same every time that I see you
Humorous and deteriorating
Holding onto the skins of cicadas forever, just in case
Hear me out, I allude to the fine print
Common ground drifting ever-so distant
Hoping not to be perceived any different
Indebted lives ingrained
Atlantic tie-off
Virtuous steps on the stones I laid down
No time to skip
Background noise
Couldn't hear what was said fabricating memories with Lee's Summit kids' all-encompassing cliques
Celebrate on May 31st only to communicate progressively worse, just moments before we begin to disperse
I'm on the wrong side of loyalty and losing my mind
Maybe just losing touch with every division sign
It's never too late to extend salutations while we're all still alive
If you could be the same...
Assurance is lost with variant thoughts
We're subject to change, but don't think that I ever forgot
It's somewhere in the carport attic I keep all my stuff in back on Edmondson
Be the same. I will be the same. I can be the same when I see you
Thoughts exchanged, telepathic brains
I'll always be the same when geography allows