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

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

Life fast
Made the of blinking, twenty years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living in Brooklyn with father
We don't doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's time that we've had this conversation
He says "It's tough to in
I know we're not quite
But we've reached age where we probably talk arrangements
We could take it several
We could the house
We can't work forever, eventually will run out
That's a spot a loan would help
 us cover
Which make it tougher to leave something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you
meal that you paid for me
All this power to a dream
All this privilege not to riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act cash means jack shit if
You lacked it
And the greatest honor I could have is to a buck 
and pass back a
of all the happiness you gave to me
And I never make you live where you don't aim to be
Age is just
We our story A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
Tear up the stage and we take a
Making a
or not, we fade from 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 Paul
And I get a bit to the big brick wall
But inching up to that fence
I can run my fingers against
all the bricks and and sense
That it's not so and so dense
And although I'm mournful I've that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're born to return to we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on St
Dad hands me a tells me it's been the same since the fifties
He always love the city but dammit he'll miss me
How can you miss something after you leave, I agree that it's sad please
Don't dwell on it Dad,

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