You called out my b#llsh#t
And in the same [?]
I couldn’t help but choke too
And it meant I exaggerated
Won’t always be like this
But the first six weeks
Made me feel, made me feel [?]
I’m not a [?]
How can I be in the moment
When I’m dreading in the end of it?
Something about how you swim
Was elegant and self-assured
And you took the legs from under me
And you [?] daydreams
If now’s not a good time
Then bury in last July
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I never felt so illiterate
The scent of this foreign place
They need to speak your language
Staring at [?] sorry
[?] the last time I get sensationalized
And when I’ve been every step, real type
I don’t wanna become just another place
That you went one time
I don’t wanna be a souvenir
And I don’t wanna be a Polaroid
I wanna buy your groceries
I wanna tell you all my weird theories
And you’ll take the legs from under me
And you’ll curate all of my fever dreams
It’s just never a good time
Just bury me in last July
Let me know when you figure it out [?]
Let me know when you figure it out [?]
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