You say so much without ever parting your lips.
Its past 3am and I'm still far from sleep,
and this is a habit I cant break.
My only company is skipping stones down a sub-suburban street.
She keeps on asking:
“Do you think it hurts much to die?“
It’s hurting so much more to stay alive now,
She’s gonna find out how much it hurts to die.
She laced her perfume up with death,
I can feel it in my lungs,
so I'll pull in the deepest breath and drop my head.
Hello my first name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again.
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