White Vans
Nostalgic White Vans Chronicles: A Journey Through Youthful Rebellion and Unforgettable Nights
Lyrics
Those White Vans you bought last week are stained
The recently purchased White Vans have become marked or dirtied.
Streaks of green and sand from Osheaga
Green streaks and sand from the Osheaga festival have stained the White Vans.
Stories of the night and drips of paint
The stains on the shoes hold stories from the night and remnants of paint.
Dancing on the very souls that raised us
The shoes carry memories and experiences, metaphorically referencing the impact of those moments on their lives.
Cause they got new shit but I got rent
Others possess new material things, contrasting with the singer's concern about affording rent.
And my old clothes smell of cigarettes oh
The singer's old clothes retain the scent of cigarettes, indicating a connection to past experiences or a certain lifestyle.
Tattered jeans on my cassettes
A nostalgic reference to worn-out jeans alongside cassette tapes symbolizes remnants of the past.
Cheaper highs and ocean sex our teenage years won’t ever end yeah
Recollection of past pleasures, cheaper forms of enjoyment, and youthful experiences like intimate moments by the ocean during adolescence.
Sneaking out at midnight we‘d drive straight up out the city oh
Memories of sneaking out of the city at midnight, evoking a sense of adventure and rebellion.
Stealing liquor from my wooden cabinet tip toe out the door turn off my phone
Stealing liquor represents a youthful act of defiance and secrecy.
Love it seemed so picturesque those polaroids still line my dresser oh
Reflection on love depicted in Polaroid pictures, reminiscing about an idealized past.
I’d give it all to live those years again go back to where we were before
A desire to return to a time before, longing to relive the cherished moments of youth.
Those White Vans you bought last week are stained
Repetition of previous verses emphasizing the nostalgic sentiment and the longing for the carefree days of youth, despite the present challenges.
Streaks of green and sand from Osheaga
-Stories of the night and drips of paint
-Dancing on the very souls that raised us
-Cause they got new shit but I got rent
-And my old clothes smell of cigarettes oh
-Tattered jeans on my cassettes
-Cheaper highs and ocean sex our teenage years won’t ever end yeah
-Cause we got the drinks we like to party
-I’m so tired of this life I live
-Swing me the bombay sip over Sade roll up a somethin’ you know the deal
-Let’s get to dancin’ grab all your friends and let’s make some memories in the hills
-Fuck all the standards let’s take some chances they’re only dreams until it’s all real
-Why don’t you pack your bags come and run away open your heart to heal
-Cry when you learn laugh til it hurts ya hand out the window one on the wheel
-Everyone’s older now but we’ll never change we still live for the thrill
-Took all the chances fucked all the standards
-Die for the moments time stands still oh
-Forever in this place yeah
-This feeling’s something I can’t live without
-So close I can taste it
-Take me high and never bring me down
-Forever in this place yeah
-This feeling’s something I can’t live without
-So close I can taste it
-Those White Vans you bought last week are stained
-Streaks of green and sand from Osheaga
-Stories of the night and drips of paint
-Dancing on the very souls that raised us
-Cause they got new shit but I got rent
-And my old clothes smell of cigarettes oh
-Tattered jeans on my cassettes
-Cheaper highs and ocean sex our teenage years won’t ever end yeah
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