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- //02:11//:
- Hey, it’s gonn’ be alright.
- I know we’ve had some difficulties with each other,
- Escaped some of our responsibilities, let each other suffer,
- Now it’s tougher with you gone, left only ‘was a lover’,
- An empty label I don’t know how to recover.
- You were my buffer from it all being ‘pointless’,
- I’d like to think it a mistake, but the heartbreak’s real,
- Kept me awake, now the memory’s making me mindless,
- A contentless feeling doing the same endless routine,
- Feel it ev’ry second I stop working like I’ma damn machine,
- But the tears won’t fall. guess I’m just someone else’s figurine.
- //5 minutes later//:
- I remember you used to wear a blue coat with ribbons
- And devoted your ambition to tending ‘Forget me nots’ and various rose.
- But now it’s just a footnote in our vision but remains my poison and antidote,
- Sometimes I wish for us to share that personal anecdote,
- You in an overcoat with rose, and me with ‘Forget me nots’, both on the speedboat
- To take us away from the open road, somewhere I can hold you close, grow old,
- But I guess some thoughts are meant to stay just thoughts, and if the future’s foretold
- Like a report God finished a millennia ago, then our fate’s always been controlled
- And destiny’s not for us to go against, hence show some amenity
- To my actions that regrettably were predestined, my love.
- //3 minutes later//:
- Fuck destiny. You’re too much of a whimp to straight up apologise,
- Categorises her with fate, then say she’s ‘ready monopolised,
- Realised too late your own blunders,
- Tables turned you went from hunter to prey,
- Fate cast you away so you accepted being a castaway,
- Everyday, you let yourself decay further, fall into disarray
- Like everything was yesterday, thinking you missed your replay…
- Well there is no fucking replay if you drown yourself in alcohol,
- Unable to even relay what you want to say, can’t see the pathway so brightly displayed,
- Don’t ask, “Where’s the passageway?” Just stand up and fight for her and yourself.
- //1 minute later//:
- This isn’t ’bout me, so look, I just wanna say
- I may have been outplayed by fate but that’s still not okay,
- And just want to convey that halfway, when we were both away, everything went astray,
- But my habits never died, though my heart died inside,
- So here, your coffee with quarter sugar, over which I say sorry,
- While I drink Campari, diluted with water, less bitter,
- So we may not bicker in another life, and I’ll change, be no quitter,
- Rearrange my life back into order, it's tough,
- So goodbye now, see you, love.
- //03:11//:
- I was high when I recorded this.
- Can't send it out. Fuck it.
- Bin it.
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