et tu brute - abacus lyrics
this is me four beers in
a sad sorry sack of sh-t
sl-ttering may 4th and it’s 11 past 11 and i am
wishing that two years felt less like two minutes
oh, how the calendar weighs heavy as if it hung itself on me
and i wish i could get this drug test over with
because it feels like i’ll never get high again
and i’m living life on shot-clocks as if my twenties didn’t have another five years (left)
to grow or accomplish anything
saving time, sharing shorts
no you can k!ll it
“days and days and days and days of sour grapes”
i wish i had the type of friends that knew that i would die for them
i wish i weren’t as loyal as i am
i don’t believe in anything
but i pretend to have a soul
i don’t believe in anything
but i pretend to have a soul
it makes things much more comfortable
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