#menzingers

“I hear lyrics like ‘Where am I going to go when my twenties are over?’ and I start thinking about how I’ve wasted some of the best years of my life that haven’t happened yet,” said the actual child who has never spent a night away from home except for that one trip to Disney with his cousins.

“It’s the little things my mind commits To etch behind my eyelids, Like getting stoned when we wake up, Coffee grounds and coffee cups Your silhouette in high top sneakers And hardcore from laptop speakers The classics to the more obscure, From Minor Threat to your old roommate’s band.

Like a kaleidoscope in vibrant hues, I navigate around your tattoos Said you got that one on a whim When you were breaking up with him And that Matryoshka Russian doll, That lines your shelf from big to small, What a way to start anew, To shed your skin and find the old you.

Everybody wants to get famous, But you just want to dance in a basement. You don’t care if anyone is watching, Just as long as you stay in motion We put miles on these old jean jackets, Got caught up in the drunk conversations But after the party, it’s me and you After the party, it’s me and you.”