Problems - Pinegrove

This is how I spend my life up

Singing old songs

What if I waste my life up?

And all my problems

It’s so stupid

They’re not even problems

It was supposed to snow

And it did for a minute

But there’s no distraction now

Or we could spend these years up

On the phone

But is that much better?

It was supposed to snow

But it didn’t

So there’s no excuses now