I like when it's dark out, October will cure me
I'm walking these woods, am I 30 or 13?
Not asking for much, man, thought maybe you'd call me
I'd slit my own throat just to see if you'd mourn me, yeah

I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
I stalk myself on the internet just to see what you'll find
I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
You make it look so easy, leaving everything behind

You look so cool getting high
No handlebars, you wanna fly
You look so cool, I wanna die
Is it too soon to say what's on my mind?

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Pub: 13 Aug 2024 13:10 UTC

Edit: 29 Mar 2026 03:01 UTC