and tomorrow i graduate 
everything that ive worried about won’t matter past this day
sitting next to people i dont wanna be friends with
i hope i never see you again

and i don’t think ill understand 
and i don’t think ill understand 

how come you never gave back what i put in
twelve hundred days and i haven’t made a friend
how could i allow this to happen again
i was born a pushover 
guess im addicted to losing
my eyes theyre looking at all of you i can’t help it 
i wanna spend my time with you i know it’s selfish 
how could i allow this to happen again
i was, and i don’t think ill understand 

and tomorrow i graduate
everything that ive worried about won’t matter past this day
sitting next to people i don’t wanna be friends with
i hope i never see you again

doomsday

holy shit im so tired rn i just now im gonna hate this so much when i wake up

screams of the damned. \\\ {DEMO} {SHITMIX=VOLUMEWARNING}

THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT
THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT
THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT
THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT
THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT
THE WANT TO QUIT TAINTS MY WORK BE IT CREATIVE OR NOT

napalm

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