Sides of Boxes - Mates of State

Sure I’m really living

Saving lives for money but chips from the side of boxes

Counting all the times you are around

I love the backyard with the tree park

The hill they would roll down

Whoooo

Whooooo

Whoooo yeaahhhh

We’re jumping up

We’re jumping up

Filling page with pictures

Because i know it takes some time

Boxes in the basement

Proving yours was mine

Counting on silence in the space

I love the footsteps in the morning

The cluttered room the night cloud

Here we are

Trying to save ourselves again

And Here we are

Trying to save ourselves again

And Here we are

Trying to save ourselves

It’s like an air blowing through my bones

You are almost fully growing up

You’re jumping up

But u can come home