Текст песни Dirty Shades

When I'm drawn Towards the heavy star I choose to remember Your subtle way Your dirty shades Your endless praise Your retro hate Sleeping in your car Eating breakfast in the park Drinking gold until the morning The barn, the stars And your new guitar Small towns, posers Three white princes by the wall The park, the dance, the dark And this right here, the bird Skateboard, Summer Punk rock shows How nothing is fun anymore Seeing the world through your dirty shades