I stand outside these high school doors
Searching for my youth so ethereal
The boy once inside, much fuller in life
I beg for his eyes
Drowning in my memories
Nostalgia crippling
These streets still lie
Mental maps distort your eyes
Cause we're all architects
We're all architects
White lies and half truths, my needle and thread
To the tapestry I sow in my head
Cause I am an addict of the past
Photo books, my nicotine patch
I could never catch you
I will never catch you
These streets still lie
Mental maps distort your eyes
Cause we're all architects
We're all architects
Cause we're all architects
Cause we're all architects