Phones flash,
With thousands of ways to be brash and bold
Oh my god, these bones are getting old
Church street, where I found peace
Oh my god these bones are getting cold
They say there’s method to this madness
So why am I stuck to the mattress
Retrospect
Retrospect
In my mind we’ll find time to regret
Retrospect
They say that all men are insecure
Heaven knows what for
Shock goodbyes to drug Infused jives
Oh my god these bones are getting cold
Retrospect
Retrospect
In my mind we’ll find time to regret
Retrospect