eternity circuit.

Chicago Bowls

Scottie Spliffen

Tony Kukush

Michael Jordank

Luc Bongley

when ya get a new boyfriend 
I bet he's gonna hate me 
when your soakin up heartbreak 
and I become the enemy 

secrets that I will never tell somehow 
become the basis of an average conversation for you 

become what you hate 
then claim your getting better when you sleep away the days 
getting shitfaced never felt like this
when you didn't have a reason to be 

fucked up like we were
fucked up like this

become what you hate 
then claim your getting better when you sleep away the days 
getting shitfaced never felt like this
when you didn't have a reason to be

connect the dots erase the thoughts 
of when we totally knew this was love 
and if I say the right words straight towards your ear drums 
you could probably think that it is right now 

habits habits breaking out badly 
coping in your own way 
healing on your own time 
counting flowers never makes a difference 
keeping pictures better off forgotten 

reason 2 be

//lyrics\\
wait for u 
or wait for no one
I can play your game until it kills me 
darling 
we can pretend as if it's ever gonna make it up
maybe we could make it up 

im stuck inside 
i think I'm losing my mind here now 
you know I can't control my habit to break away from you tearing me to pieces 
for the both of us 

wasting time 
with the thought of any promise
that i can't take back from you 
knowing that you'll never forget them 
and neither will I 


for the both of us

i say goodmorning!
i close my eyes 
we sit and wonder in separate houses 
if this is all I'll ever do 

and if we ever end up talking like we both know this is love
I wouldn't waste another second attempting 
too figure it out 

this summer I'm picking up my skateboard
and going back to the same hill that I got these giant elbow scars
to prove that I'm not scared 
to (tell) myself that I am stronger than i ever was 
and (tell) you how I feel about what we could be 

to (tell) myself 
(figure it out)
(figure it out)
what makes you cry
(I know) it's not me
(is it you?)
so lovely 

to (tell) myself 
(figure it out)
(figure it out)
what makes you cry
(I know) it's not me
(is it you?)
you haunt me

i love you 
but if you don't care I need you (tell) me
before I (tell) you how I feel.


t te ll

id walk for miles through highways and traffic 
to count all the flowers i find in your garden thats
out of town 
like you wanted 
far away 
and I hate it 

do you have 
self assurance 
even throughout your brain 
are we still going nowhere 
I find it hard to open up 


I could have been 
or wanted to be
The lighter in your pocket but
your still covered in gasoline 
and it'll hurt in the same way 
burning in the same place in between the bones of my ribcage 
out of yours and into another 

cars on the highway are trying to kill me
(I'll never make it to ur house)
I wish I had a better understanding of this road



pocket lighters

a very fine line through a dizzy perspective 
all the right words in a fucked up sentence 

carry you to bed for the last time ever 
and this is the last time ever 

I'm never gonna follow you again 
I'm never going to my old apartment 
but part of me wants too and I don't need youzz

ill buy a cd that completely describes u

giant rooms get me high 
it's too late 
because
a part of you hates a part of me 

and now

and now its vice versa 

all I need is a teensy little binge of OG cartoon network shows
and I 
would watch them with you 
but you won't even stay awake long enough to watch adult swim so 

Is this forever.
too late!

cause I don't wanna be the one that has to say that i tried ( I tried )
(and now its vice versa)

giant rooms get me high 
it's too late 
because
a part of you hates a part of me 
and now

you know 
(vice)
vice ver. sa
(vice)
versa
(vice)
vice versa  
(vice)


for the both of us

eternity circuit

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