Distance, Etc. Testo

Testo Distance, Etc.

August is creeping up fast and Sami will be a distance. Yeah you're right, it's just another emotional song about the friends I'll miss when they're gone.

Why do I always try so hard? Flicking though the pages of ink and water wasted, I hope I feel better when I wake up. We helped you move two hours down south, I know I'll be five soon, the day is coming, I'm burning down my bedroom.

Two weeks away made me realise I'm scared to start my life again, signed the coward that I am. Long drives to Birmingham, we'll miss you man.