Fair Field Songtext
von Sydney Sprague

We′re too high at the Fairfield
Going fast as fuck on the ferris wheel
It's a long way down to the parking lot
There′s a voice in my head and it never stops
And we lost time on a long drive
Now I got too much and I can't decide
If I'm too turnt up in the plot twist
And what if we kissed at the free continental breakfast?

Could I face up to the consequences?


I pull up twenty minutes late
Stuck in gridlock behind the motor gate
Least I′m lucky enough that there′s someone to blame
Guess the president's in town for President′s Day
Now that that's done and all out of the way
I can sit in this chair and think about your face
And I′ll probably pass in a couple of days
But I won't ever know if you ever felt the way that I did

I should probably die of embarrassment
You won′t ever feel the way that I did
I think I'm gonna cry

We're too high for this