Gracie Abrams - Augusta Lyrics

Gracie Abrams - Augusta Lyrics

Feel like maybe I might go to Boston

Cut my hair in the way that I've wanted

Change my number and buy my wallet

California makes me exhausted

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost

Heard a poem about mid October

How the leaves in the fall feel like closure

About a girl that the guy wasn't over

Think that I might relate when I'm older

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost

Tough I don't know a lot that could hurt me

Learned the hard way to forget my body

Till you're walking around like a zombie

Still don't know how to talk through that story

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost

I'm lost