Melting Lava

Places that I’ve been in my dreams
I really wanna see the same thing
And i don’t want to suffer in the real
Spent summers on the rocks and no one was around
Maybe it’s good to be alone
Could you talk about the summer that’s gone
Lore of the south same as before whole days to myself
Told me don’t be a stranger
So I’m stepping off the plane yah

This joint feel like melting lava mental lava when I set the target arrows on my father but I’d rather carrry bullets be as stubborn and as stupid as my brothers gonna fail at saying goodbye another damn time
Off the porch door that swings hop the fence to your backyard lost in the creek rather wander than be bored in a warm daze off the highway
I could use a nap, spent some time on that
Got me anxious now
I just wasted time
I’m just baking now
You’re ordinary and you know it and you're flaking now the summer lake’s the same but you’ve changed and lost your patience now good drinks what you’re taking down no playing in the basement now with

Places that I’ve been in my dreams
But you don’t wanna hear the same thing
And you can’t shoo away the same thoughts it’s been a whole nother year
And you ain’t had luck
I can’t be meant to be alone
I’m not thinking bout the summer that’s gone
Tales of the fam rail tracks are dead no pale ale ‘for bed
And I can’t be a stranger
So I’m stepping through the rain yah