There’s just something about you that sticks in my mouth
I’ve spent thousands of days trying to figure it out
I didn’t start singing to write you a song
But your name tends to roll off my tongue
Especially when I’m stoned or when I’m drunk
Or any other kind of too fucked up…
Like seasonal depression, my inherited conditions
Wishing that the world was in a different situation
Feeling abandoned and rejected or protected
Staying up and sleeping in and living like vacation
Waking up to breakfast of four migraine-strength Excederin
Working hard but barely meeting my own basic expectations
Hoping that someday I’ll land the perfect combination
That gets me back outside myself and into your good graces...

excederin for breakfast

you’re every day - ruff demo

A demo that will be better after my band gets a hold of it 
I’m a heart that’s made to be eaten

Summer Anne Burton

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