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I vividly
My tears on the grey carpet on
the top step
Pops giving me his guess
Me the burning question stressing 
and concerning me and
Turning me wet mess
probably nothing
I get it, I'm
I know it's stupid to be scared
But days are flying past us and nobody seems to care
It's we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
happens when we hit it?
Do we split into a bits
Or do we come back as a bullfrog and in ribbits?
What is it? is it? What is it?
You got the answer so give it, so give it, so it
Don't lie, what happens we die?
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what I've been
Probably thinking, "How'd I this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm really not religious it's a crapshoot
I roll a 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 eternal TV static
Or returning to the state before birth
into the earth
The hours left the more 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 it even if you shout
Not a soul on the gets to wiggle out
And he said that I know that's it's tough to take in son but it's so
I can see you're in a but don't worry cause

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

Life fast
Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years
Now I'm in my living room in Brooklyn with father
We bother doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that we've had this
He says "It's to take in
I know we're not quite
But we've reached age where we should probably talk
We could it several routes
We could the house
We can't work forever, eventually money run out
That's a spot taking a would help
 us cover
Which make it tougher to leave something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you
Every that you paid for me
All power to chase a dream
All privilege not to crave riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's to act like cash means jack shit if
You lacked it
And the greatest honor I could have is to make a buck pass back a
Fraction of all the you gave to me
And I never make you live where you don't aim to be
Age is data
We paint our A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
up the stage and we take a seat
Making a
or not, we fade from the plot
Every day a new night falls
I ride around the sun on big blue ball
I get a bit from the kid called Paul
And I get a bit closer to the big brick
But since inching up to that
I can run my fingers the bricks and mortar and sense
it's 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 heading through this portal
We're born to to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's the same since the fifties
He always love the city but dammit he'll miss me
How can you something after you leave, I agree 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, time
isn't for a long, long, long, long time