Lyric Autumn On Drugs

A worn old suitcase so what if it s broken,
hopeless a little odd in a splash of autumn on drugs,
holding all weight for me the weight of me
and i need it like a friend needs me for a friend
I can feel the time is right to find the legs to deal with this alone
so I ll turn around to all and wave the California Wave
sometime let s forget all about forced hands,
big heads and little things no one showed a trust cause no one had faith in me
and I see it like the sun sees me through the day
a lo-fi vanilla secret spoken by a friend who ll miss me if I m leaving...
Who ll want to find me