can i be honest i m ready for this year to die can t help but notice every corner something s not right i ll be honest i ve got the kind of mind right now to not be modest i m sick of walking on egg shells and i believe that life should be epic the cars and the pixies and the cure ain t gonna fix me so please miss kiss me this is the year we start living happy new year the coin you call it if heads we re going back to the heartland if tails it s fallen you know i think i could care less where it lands i m exhausted and overwrought i m a message in a bottle tossing turning here out in the sea and i ve been swimming so long come on and i m ready for you now to read me the cars and the pixies and the cure ain t gonna fix me so please miss kiss me this is the year we start living happy new year who says it has to be the new year to start a new year the cars and the pixies and the cure ain t gonna fix me need you here so please miss kiss me this is the year we start living happy new year
['fort worth indie', 'neon pop punk', 'piano rock', 'pop emo', 'pop punk']