American Pie Reruns Songtext
I drove to the arcade, with money and time to waste
I'm letting myself let go, reminding myself to play
Sometimes you just need a break from reality
I'm tired of debating, my mortality
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
I'm letting myself let go, reminding myself to play
Sometimes you just need a break from reality
I'm tired of debating, my mortality
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
There's always this moment, those video store trips
American pie re-runs make me numb, I don't want to come undone
Till I am not someone
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
Time out, no I don't want to face it
Fly south, only so I'll escape it
Dive, down, high on a roller coaster
Sights, sounds, letting it wash all over me
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
There's always this moment, those video store trips
American pie re-runs make me numb, I don't want to come undone
Till I am not someone
I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
Time out, no I don't want to face it
Fly south, only so I'll escape it
Dive, down, high on a roller coaster
Sights, sounds, letting it wash all over me
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation
