Fading away
Listening to the Beatles
Off a __, SJ’s making pasta in the kitchen now
And I look, please don’t burn the building down
‘Cause there’s a dog, he’s looking at us
And I don’t trust him even if I know how
That night Kyle lost his mind
And I still haven’t called Will since he lost his dad
I wouldn’t know what to say
And I’m on the couch
And I see each and every photon particle
Reflecting off these dreams
Like the graffiti on the L as I go six or seven stops into Bushwick
Playing my heart out
Playing my soul out
Trying to prove that I belong here without the gentrification connotations But I can’t escape them
I’ve given it all to this I’ve given my all for this
And they still want more from me
Like how I gave it all to you
But I only lasted a year and a half without you
‘Cause I’m pathetic
I’m a wreck lying on the couch in Averill, splitting headache And I’m alone again
[indiscernible] but then you left me
And I was in micro and I couldn’t focus
I can never focus, that’s why I failed damn near every class I’m in
I’m not cut out for this world, I’m not cut out for this life
And fuck my GAs, how could you treat someone like that?
When you were in that position 3 months ago..
Is that what I’ve become?
Is that what I’ve become?
Dancing around in Emo Night in Brooklyn
“I’m not okay, I swear I’m not okay”
Advanced capitalism takes its hold
Its fascism, but no one seems to care
As an immigrant kid in Texas is forbidden to wash her hair
And I know you washed me out
And I know you’re on the couch somewhere
In the midwest, with a guy his name’s Ryan
You’re watching ABC and you’ll go to sleep at a reasonable hour, without me
And I’m happy, but that’s the worst part
That you’re out there, somewhere, not thinking of me