Rip

Now it’s over, again.

No one’s telling you to stay here.

Never had too much of friends;

I was hiding till it stayed clear.

Now I just drink and cry for them.

Now I just think of you and me here,

dead. 

If you just drank a little less 

and let me drown till I’m not safe here.

If I come home and I’m a mess,

then I’m not home if I’m sane dear.

If you just smoked a little less 

and let me choke till I’m not safe here.

If I come and I’m depressed 

just know I’m happier insane dear.

This Halloween I’m sleeping with a ghost,

she’s following me home!

Missed 17—I slept right through the wave, and I bought every single tape!

I’d hate to say that this was all a RIP,

I kinda hope it is!!

Stay wide awake.

Even if you sleep,

just start without the beat.

The Licks