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I vividly
My tears dropping on the carpet on
the top step
Pops me his best guess
Me confessing the burning question stressing 
and me and
Turning me wet mess
It's nothing
I get it, I'm
I know it's probably stupid to be
But these days are flying past us and nobody 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 come back as a bullfrog and in ribbits?
What is it? 
What is it? is it?
You got the answer so give it, so give it, so it
Don't lie, what happens we die?
Dad says, I'm just guessing from what I've been told
thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not it's a crapshoot
I a pair of dice
the thought of paradise is very nice
In my I know I don't believe in magic
So I'm thinking maybe death is like eternal TV
Or returning to the state before birth
into the earth
The fewer left the more they're worth
I admit it's difficult to think about
I think everybody got a 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 hurry but worry cause

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

Life fast
Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn father
We bother doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that had this conversation
He says "It's tough to in
I we're not quite ancient
But we've reached age where we should probably talk
We could take it several
We could the house
We can't forever, eventually money will run out
That's a spot taking a would help
 us cover
Which would it tougher to leave something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you
meal that you paid for me
All this to chase a dream
All this privilege not to crave
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's to act like cash means jack shit if
You never it
And the greatest honor I could have is to make a 
and pass back a
Fraction of all the happiness you to me
And I will never make you live you don't aim to be
Age is data
We paint our A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we out the pages
Tear up the and we take a seat
a vacancy
Famous or not, we from the plot
Every day when a new falls
I ride around the sun on big blue ball
I get a bit further from the kid Paul
And I get a bit closer to the big wall
But since up to that 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 that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're born to to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies for Papaya King hotdogs on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the same since the
He didn't always love the city but he'll miss me
How can you miss something after you leave, I that it's sad 
but please
Don't on it Dad, because

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