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you know when you say you don't care,
but you actually care so much it hurts?
you can't even have a good time, you know?
sure, you're laughing and rambling on
about the new girl's hair,
but then your mind wanders back to:
he's dead.
it happened last year,
rumours have died down,
the town has deemed him
nonexistent
but is he?
you go to sleep.
but you remember:
nooses are tight,
and your eyes shut tighter.
you fight sobs
but it's entirely too hard.
you wish you could run out onto his grave
and empty your bottle right there:
i'm scared all the time.
what if i die too soon?
what if i'm alone?
i hate myself.
the way i look,
the way i feel.
why am i selfish?
why don't i have a father who cares?
what if i die alone?
he's gone.
and you'll never see him again.
i'll never see him again.
but you actually care so much it hurts?
you can't even have a good time, you know?
sure, you're laughing and rambling on
about the new girl's hair,
but then your mind wanders back to:
he's dead.
it happened last year,
rumours have died down,
the town has deemed him
nonexistent
but is he?
you go to sleep.
but you remember:
nooses are tight,
and your eyes shut tighter.
you fight sobs
but it's entirely too hard.
you wish you could run out onto his grave
and empty your bottle right there:
i'm scared all the time.
what if i die too soon?
what if i'm alone?
i hate myself.
the way i look,
the way i feel.
why am i selfish?
why don't i have a father who cares?
what if i die alone?
he's gone.
and you'll never see him again.
i'll never see him again.
i miss you, max.
i couldn't breathe.
i couldn't breathe.
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