we ended up hanging out
when i die tell the reaper i don't mind
if he takes all my insides
get drunk enough to have the courage to
pry my mouth ask you out
my meteor words will crash into yr ears
"when yr down we should hang out"
if i text you and come by yr house
will you drive? will you drive with me?
that night you were like a static ocean in my head
a blacklight i am somnolently drowning in again
(yr mouth is a garden)
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