Tiny Moving Parts - Van Beers lyrics

I see a sunset fade into the haze Of a dim lit cigarette you roll to smoke and call it a day We have poor hygiene Far from clean but never felt so pure We reak of a fresh sweat and stale beer It smells like paradise! Here When we grow up we may lose touch But we gotta stay strong because we're so young Please stay strong! All we know are these highway roads Sketchy parking lots we consider our homes I know it sounds crazy, yet We fall hard asleep, it's rare that we worry We're only here until we are gone So somebody will you tell me what's the Hurry Fingers crossed that the cops don't come And I'm one hundred percent Positive That we'll never found all the empty cans Under the van seats We're too busy sharing, stories And laughing, about how boring Any situation can be If there is nobody trying to make, the best, of everything Enough is never quite enough Unless we cherish what is given to us Or dear when you love both fear and rust Enough is never quite enough Unless we cherish what is given to us Or dear when you love both fear and rust Enough is never quite enough Unless we cherish what is given to us