it’s hard to break the habit of making another cup of brew even left the top drawer empty, always leaving room for you when you’re done being wild again and find it back to where you left you i’ll be here where you left me, i’ll be here waiting for you it’s a long and winding road and i’m taking another route i’ve been painting without lights to figure, just splash the color allergy for you when you’re done being wild again and find it back in you to leave it all behind i’ll be here where you left me, i’ll be here waiting for you when you’re finished being wild again you can come back here where it began i’m here where you left me can’t believe that you’d doubt me this fantasia i have is such a fugly, beautiful drag it’s hard to break the habit of making another cup of brew even left the top drawer empty, always leaving room for you when you’re done being wild again and find it back to where you left you i’ll be here where you left me, i’ll be here waiting for you it’s a long and winding road and i’m taking another route i’ve been painting without lights-- it’s hard to break the habit of making a cup of brew even left the top drawer empty, always leaving room for you it’s a long and winding road and i’m taking another route

it was the year of the whore and of course they were a long way from home just yesterday in the park’s gold heart and now unsure of who they are well, fuck, it’s been fun i’m lost in the bottle until the world stops shedding like a Slytherin honey, oh the battle’s begun it was the year of the forgotten fears trying to glue back together think i even got the balls to mess my feels but kill it off in an N.Y. min just yesterday in the park’s gold heart and now unsure of who they are well, fuck, it’s been fun i’m lost in the bottle until the world stops shedding like a Slytherin honey, oh the battle’s begun it was the year of the forgotten fears shredded but glued back together think i even got the balls to mess my feels but kill it off in an N.Y.M. it was the feels, the forgotten fears we’d been through so much shit already just yesterday was the best day we had that’s not much of a brag just know, just know, just know just know you don’t need to be sad the end is here, but that’s okay it’s the tale, just like you would funny it is, that alien rabbit staring back at me i wanna know if it’s really me i don’t know what it is, that alien feeling it’s all so funny so goddam fucking funny i don’t know it’s awesome it’s all so funny, it’s awesome it’s all so funny, so damn funny i’m over here until i die like Donnie Darko until i die it’s all so funny, it’s awesome it’s all so so funny, it’s autism it’s awesome, it’s awesome it’s the end, it’s okay it’s just it is, like when you would it’s awesome it’s awesome it’s been a blast, looks like this ship’s got a hole in it working on the bottom, so it’s been a blast hell’s bells, James Horner hell’s bells, James Horner hell’s bells, James Horner hell’s bells, James Horner

she woke up in a nightmare saw her face in her mother’s spirit sings those hymns, lullabies and she went to sleep on a breath of death and she sat for minutes that felt like hours under patriarchy, hooded by leather and bone the trees come down, the wizardry sparking like the heat the smell of all that didn’t made it through the dunes the rattle of a serpent with its venom out of tune the temple of marijuana like a Cheerio on the kitchen table the phantom limb of a finger missing on the left hand she was deep and true, she had posters up drumsticks she’d tap as she made up a rap she’s say don’t touch metal, don’t breathe heavy burn it to the ground ten minutes walking winter and your nostrils will freeze she had a fire that kept her breathing she said don’t touch the metal, don’t breathe heavy burn it to the ground burn it to the ground burn it to the ground, you’ve got nothing to lose burn it to the ground, you’ve got nothing to lose he broke down in Superior met Grace in the red dress left a note for the blind man sat for minutes that felt like hours in the passenger seat, she was driving the windows down, the Arizona breeze heat the smell of all sweat and blood and tears of the islands the rattle of a serpent with its venom off-key the collapse of a rose of iron, the golden ratio losing the glow the phantom dimness of what lingers missing from the nightstand the phantom limb of the finger missing on the left hand the wizardry sparking like the heat i am nobody without my nicotine, without my caffeine, without my THC i am nobody without my CBD, without my tip money, without my CC i am nobody without my history, without my memory, without that lunacy without that PTSD, depression, axiety, tip money, that CC i am nobody she was deep and true, she had posters up drumsticks she’d tap as she made up a rap she’s say don’t touch metal, don’t breathe heavy burn it to the ground ten minutes walking winter and your nostrils will freeze she had a fire that kept her breathing she said don’t touch the metal, don’t breathe heavy burn it to the ground

left my wallet behind just to have an excuse to return in a minute just so i can excuse going into work this dreary morning when i need you minute by minute, chapter by chapter pretend novels finished just so i can figure my stat to the equation, collect the pieces, and make a spotted picture it’s true i can’t feel any reason to stick around unless it’s with you and i’m blue, nothing new, it’s why i cry through seasons hoping its not collapsing (before the last one comes around, i hope i can from the buzz down back to you) best to be honest or find an excuse to return to happiness, would it be cruel? so berzerk, clearing a mourning where we need her drift away into the circuit ones and zeros, heroes to zero disaster to disaster where it all feels as blue as you do and it’s true i can’t feel any reason to stick around unless it’s with you and i’m blue, nothing new, it’s why i cry through seasons hoping its not collapsing (before the last one comes around, i hope i can from the buzz down back to you) spend every dollar left just an excuse for you just so you refuse your own path to make brick by brick, prick, you’re a fucking prick pretend you got it together just so you can figure nobody’s onto you you evil, boring American psycho bitch boring American psycho bitch boring American psycho bitch boring American psycho bitch born American psycho bitch minute by minute, chapter by chapter pretend novels finished just so i can figure my stat to the equation, collect the pieces, and make a spotted picture watching the stars as they spin, but clearly, i’m stupid as i say it again, catching the blur, letting myself fall and it’s true i can’t feel any reason to stick around unless it’s with you and i’m blue, nothing new, it’s why i cry through seasons hoping its not collapsing and i’m blue, nothing new, it’s why i cry through seasons hoping its not collapsing (before the last one comes around, i hope i can from the buzz down back to you) when i’m home with you before the last one comes around, i hope i can from the buzz down back to you before the last one comes around, i hope i can from the buzz down back to you

she left the window cracked because it’d squeak if it shut too tight she had plans with the cartoons in the cold night that’s where she came alive, like Kansas whisky dry and the only thing beautiful, the painted sky, that’s where her priorities lie girl sneaks out to party boy tries to stick to the quo girl refuses to follow the flow they’re all mad as fuck we’re all sad, because fuck it we’ve all had it with it all we just wanna live and love you meant it, miss, ‘cause if you did it speaks for actions so quaint she had it with a smile, even if its fake the only chance to feel alright that’s where she could be just okay unlike that Kansas whiskey dry where the only thing beautiful, the painted sky girl sneaks out to party boy tries to stick to the quo girl refuses to follow the flow they’re all mad as fuck we’re all sad, because fuck it we’ve all had it with it all we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love because fuck it we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love (because fuck it) we just wanna live and love we just wanna live and love (fuck it) we just wanna live and love (we’re mad, because fuck it) we just wanna live and love (mad, because fuck it)

this is some nice, fine wine and this alfredo is dope Timmy Chalamet jawline smile, kitchen window behind you the city, all the people dying weed, wine, alfredo, weed i am nobody without my nicotine without my caffeine without my THC without my CBD without my tip money without my CC credit, closed captioning i shut my eyes and leave my head to a walk on a path to a cave that never ends in a top with a purse and Godard and the most perfect acrylics set i’ve been doing so many songs i am gonna go ahead and just be really blunt and do some of my poetry i’ve been doing so many songs i am gonna go ahead and just be really blunt and do some of my poetry i’ve been doing so many songs i am gonna go ahead and just be really blunt and do some of my poetry i’ve been doing so many songs i am gonna go ahead and just be really blunt and do some of my poetry i’ve been doing so many songs i am gonna go ahead and just be really blunt and do some of my poetry we’re sure having a good time we’re sure having a good time burning it to the ground we’re sure having a good time we’re sure having a good time i am nobody without my history without my memory without my tip money i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground i knew a woman she was deep and true, she had posters up drumsticks she’d tap as she made up a rap she’s say burn it all to the ground i knew a woman she was deep and true, she had posters up drumsticks she’d tap as she made up a rap she’s say burn it all to the ground don’t touch the metal, burn it all to the ground she’d say i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground i’ll burn it to the ground all the drugs are out and i’m ready for a dive all the drugs are out and i’m ready for a dive all the drugs are out and i’m ready for a dive all the drugs are out and i’m ready for a dive all the drugs are out and i’m ready for a dive

please, please brick of saltwater blue headlights are racing through circle like vulture surrounding you the bulb in your lamp done blew and i’m not there with you i’m not that extraordinary are ya afraid of the dark? i won’t cry for you if this is a cooperation if this is a duet, then i’m failing at it and you are shining bright on your own i am a fucking mess i can’t handle this brick of saltwater blue and i’m not there with you and baby, i’m terrified i’m not that extraordinary i am a fucking mess i can’t handle this don’t cry for me i won’t cry for you if this is a cooperation if this is a duet, then i’m failing at it and you are shining bright on your own don’t cry for me i won’t cry for you if this is it if this is it...