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Lyrics:
Summer time walking down 87th
Thinkin of the sludge back when I was with Megan
Shae showed up calm walking over with Taylor
Took the crosstown bus see you later alligator
Skin boots got me thinkin of my uncle in Florida
I should call my mother brothers dying of boredom
Learned a lot from my dad about passive aggression
Still a lot to learn about drugs and depression

You
You
You were for the Better
The better
I
Well I
I can tell your head hurts
The pressure the pressure

You were hangin down in the circus part of town
Showed up when everything shut down here were go again
Oh then you cut your own hair
You little Punk rocker
So “Meet Me In The Bathroom” “Someday”
Meet me at Mercury
I’ll take you to the greenroom
Just like it used to be
Then after the show
Oh after my show
We’ll all get stoned

You
You
You were for the Better
The better
I
Well I
I can tell your head hurts
The pressure the pressure oh

Pack your bags and leave this torture
I don’t wanna get much older
Adderall and empty stomachs
I don’t want this do you want this
Pack your bags and leave forever
You think we should stay in touch
I think you should drink more water
You think I should just shut up
Pack your bags and leave this torture
I don’t wanna live much longer
Adderall and empty stomachs
I don’t want this do you want this
Pack your bags and leave forever
You think we should stay in touch
I think you should drink more water
You think I should just shut up
Ohhh Pack your bags and leave this torture
I don’t wanna get much older
Adderall and empty stomachs
I don’t want this do you want this
Pack your bags and leave forever
I think we should stay in touch
You think I should drink more water
I think you should just shut up

Talking with my sister thinkin should I address it
But who am I to say whats luck or a blessing
Feel like I’m rolled in a rug do I need medical help
I came home to some evangelicals
Speaking of drugs speaking of heaven
I’m drinking again on 87th
You can’t afford those plants in your kitchen
Who am I to say I’m still paying for my decisions

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