10 p.m.
L a X black sweats
Everybody's going somewhere no way of knowing
Outside everyone smoking
Coffee at 11 people watching's an
obsession and I watch the man who's in the
Rush the mom who tells her baby hush the couple who makes each other
Bell skies light pink milk flying from my problems when I come
Running from hearts of star
I
watch the clouds go through my window,
buzzing music in my headphones
And I see a boy across the aisle,
the people who never seem to smile
Together we're all just going miles
Together we're all just going miles
And I'll never see them again, but here I am,
yeah
And I'll never see them again,
but here I am
10 P-M-L-A-X,
black sweats,
everybody's going somewhere
No way of knowing outside,
everyone's
smoking a lot
My coffee had 11 people watching,
it's an obsession
And I watch the man who's in a rush,
the mom who tells her baby hush