MOSSCLIFF (Explicit)

You ain't gotta talk you still blocked from my contacts

She hit me on my MySpace she ever wanna find me

I'm way too fly to drive, too drunk to call...

You can all follow me

If he falls...

These people are the same

These houses are the same

Through the quicksand, the wind, and the bush in between

Someone has to shine

The boys of the wild found each other during their time

Of need and chose to turn to each other in order to grow

Learn, learn, share, hope

Running away from home, facing the fears of the real world

Maintaining to hold on to the idea that

Connected them all, but this is difficult

Challenging, there's something different in the air

The clouds are changing, weapons,

Love, heartbreak, and everything in between

Dirty, filthy boys

Don't let this one die