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I remember
My tears on the grey carpet on
the top step
Pops me his best guess
Me confessing the burning stressing 
and concerning me and
Turning me wet mess
It's nothing
I get it, I'm
I know probably stupid to be scared
But these days are flying past us and nobody seems to
It's we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
What when we hit it?
Do we split into a bits
Or do we come back as a bullfrog and talk in
What is it? 
What is it? is it?
You got the answer so give it, so it, so give it
lie, what happens when we die?
Dad says, Georgie I'm guessing from what I've been told
Probably thinking, "How'd I raise emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not religious a crapshoot
I roll a pair of
Although the thought of paradise is nice
In my heart I know I don't in magic
So I'm thinking maybe death is eternal TV static
Or returning to the state before your
into the earth
The fewer hours left the they're worth
I admit that it's difficult to about
I think everybody got a bit of doubt
You don't get to hide from it if you shout
Not a soul on the planet to wiggle out
And he said that I know it's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see you're in a but don't worry cause

That for a long, long time
isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long
isn't for a long, long, long, long time

Life fast
Made the mistake of blinking, years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn father
We don't doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that we've had conversation
He says "It's tough to in
I know we're not ancient
But reached age where we should probably talk arrangements
We could take it routes
We could the house
We can't work forever, eventually will run out
That's a taking a loan would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you
Every meal you paid for me
All this power to chase a
All this privilege not to riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like means jack shit if
You lacked it
And the greatest honor I could have is to make a buck pass back a
of all the happiness you gave to me
And I will make you live where you don't aim to be
Age is just
We paint our story A to Z dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we out the pages
Tear up the and we take a seat
Making a
Famous or not, we fade the plot
Every day a new night falls
I ride around the sun on this big blue
I get a bit further from the kid called
And I get a bit to the big brick wall
But since inching up to fence
I can run my fingers against
all the bricks and and sense
That not so cold and so dense
And although I'm mournful I've known that I'm not
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're born to return to home we're all born to be
Everything dies except for Papaya hotdogs on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the same the fifties
He didn't always love the city but dammit he'll me
How can you miss something after you leave, I that it's sad 
but please
Don't dwell on it Dad,

That isn't for a long, long
isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, long, long, time