Teens of Denial - Car Seat Headrest
"I am freaking out in my mind / In a house that isn't mine
My end goal isn't clear / Should not have had that last beer"
Sometimes age feels like a fog. Everything becomes less distinct, and those things that are distinctive are often only so because they are aided and abetted by memory / nostalgia for eyes that were less cynical and more full of the pulsing expectations of youth.
