Текст: Nada Surf. The Weight Is a Gift. Blankest Year.

To hell with it
I'm going to have a party
I had the blankest year
I saw life turn into a tv show
The person I knew
I didn't really know
Time don't move
We're the only ones who do
Bending reason
Coz it's all we hold on to
And now it's lonely
Thank god the band's doing well
But you don't own me

I'd like to return this spell
It's not my size
Your lies are so much bigger
Than my lies
And your ties are made of things
That shouldn't make ties
Oh fuck it
I'm going to have a party