Coffee, Hot Showers And Hangover Jams

Don't lock the doors
Dad might come home
And we could be a family
We could pretend the last four years
Didn't happen, that we're happy
We could pretend the last four years
There's just bullshit we must accept

Nothing stays the same
We're on our own we have to leave
At fucking eighteen
We have to escape
Remember good times or else drown and forget
That we once were kids