H.P.S.D. Songtext
von Biron

I feel like
All my friends know
Somethings not right
F-f-feel it in our bones
Tonight
Everywhere we go
People pass by
Like we′re
F-f-fucking ghosts
Am I alive?
A-a-am I alive?
Look into a mirror
Not a soul behind my eyes
And I
I remember alright
It's the year I turned 24 and died


We were so hot
We were so posh
We were so sublime
Till we turned 24 and died

We were so hot
(hot to the touch)
We were so posh
(our collars popped)
We were so sublime
(the future′s mine)
Till we turned 24 and died

We can't go back
So might as well stay awhile
When I think about those nights
All I do is sit and smile

How many pictures
Can we look through
Senior year photobook old news
Every night
Kincaid house
Party at mine till we make out


Is it just history?
I need more memories
I'm carving out a path
I′m sending out the call
Are you gonna hit me back?

We were so hot
We were so posh
We were so sublime
Till we turned 24 and died

We were so hot
(hot to the touch)
We were so posh
(our collars popped)
We were so sublime
(the future′s mine)
Till we turned 24 and died

We can't go back
So might as well stay awhile
When I think about those nights
All I do is sit and cry

Do you remember being expressive?
Do you remember challenging fate?
Do you remember having a dream for
Magazine covers
Chasing it every day

I think now we take it back now
I think we should take it back now
I think we should take it back now
I think we should take it back now

I′m serious