Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson & Lemon Demon
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
Aaron Ackerson
You cannot stop yourself
This is bad for your health
The rush you feel in your head will make you come back
Again and again and again
Every time you feel like you've arrived
In a warm place where you can stay
But you know you'll be colder than ever soon enough
Soon enough
With summer on your thumb
You're the one with the hot pencil lead
Sick in bed, dead to the world
You're like a squirrel
Whose phone is chilled to the bone
I can't tell you what to do with yourself
Sittin' on the shelf, staring at glovеs is swell
Like a hot Love Fix
Going to Hеll in a bread basket
Your casket squeals with mass appeal
Like an SAF, it is real
All the while he was happy but blind
Then his dreams were shattered by the "never mind"
"never mind," "never mind"
Someday, I'll leave it all behind
Someday, I'll once again be open wide
Someday, I won't mind these scars
Someday, I'll know who you are
Someday, we will get it right
Someday, together we'll take flight
We will take flight
You and I will make each other complete
These urges will no longer be obsolete