lyrics:
moldy life
i see poltergeists
in room at night
they stare at me
while i start to cry
in his cubicle
till his funeral
youre not living right
im walking home
its like 4 some miles
im tryna prove a point
i wont g…
Still on repeat
<<3
Well im already dead..
I spit out "promise, I love you" out my broken throat