Текст песни: Homocide at the Fountain of Youth + перевод

There’s blood caked on the shoebox

Letters inside spell out words that start with a 13 year old heart

That a string of mishaps ripped apart

There’s blood on crossed out mix tapes

Old songs whose meanings are crashing on the floor

Swallowing space like never before

This is like an after school special that skips like cat-scratched vinyl

Just as the dilemma threatens to die

These years have frozen it alive

There’s blood stashed in my folks' garage

The letters folded like stars are sacred documents

Tributes to lost innocence

There’s blood on the backs of pictures whose mouths have been glued shut

Whose eyes have lost their shine

I dedicate this tear to the hands of time

Our kisses slip through your fingers

Chalk outlines of lead singers

Even as I flee from the scene of the crime, these years have frozen it alive

Перевод песни Homocide at the Fountain of Youth