Testo Emma

We run back home
I'm thirteen
Just waiting for the payoff
This house smells like
Old routines
And daddy just got laid off

We traced stencils on the wall It's fun until it isn't
You get bored and I get taller
'Til this room won't fit us

Follow the grass to the street
The cardboard box we turned into a sled
Dancing in the glow of the TV screen
It'll be us until the end

I force you to film me sing
Some random song I made up
Mom is gone for work again
The babysitter feeds us

We're too old for this We have iPhones now
And I'm pretty sure Barbara stays home alone
Whеn her mom goes out
We'rе too old to have fun the way we used to at thirteen
But we've always been who we'll always be

Follow the grass to the street
The cardboard box we turned into a sled
Dancing in the glow of the TV screen
It'll be us until the end
The end