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its this place

its being eighteen, i guess everything is the end of the world.

and god please miss me

but dont get involved because its not so bad

it was her and the chaos she caused in my head

youve got me talking in circles again 

and leaving on all the lights

its the mess that we made

and the time that it takes to see the mess is making us

the sky is heavy

we could die like this