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I vividly
My tears dropping on the grey carpet top step
Pops giving me his guess
Me the burning question stressing 
and concerning me and
Turning me wet mess
It's probably
I get it, I'm
I know probably stupid to be scared
But these days are flying past us and nobody to care
like we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
What happens we hit it?
Do we split into a million
Or do we come back as a and talk in ribbits?
is it? 
What is it? What is it?
You got the answer so it, so give it, so give it
Don't lie, what when 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 sorta really not religious a crapshoot
I roll a of dice
Although the 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 returning to the before your birth
into the earth
The hours left the more they're worth
I admit that it's difficult to think
I think everybody got a little bit of
You don't get to hide it even if you shout
Not a soul on the planet gets to out
And he said that I know that's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see in a hurry but don't worry cause

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

Life moves
Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn with
We don't bother doing Christmas in the Bay any
It's first time that we've had conversation
He "It's tough to take in
I know we're not quite
But we've reached age where we should talk arrangements
We could take it routes
We could the house
We work forever, eventually money will run out
That's a taking a loan would help
 us cover
would 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 this privilege not to riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like cash means jack if
You lacked it
And the greatest I could have is to make a buck 
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 story A to Z dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
Tear up the stage and we take a
Making a
Famous or not, we from the plot
Every day when a new night
I ride around the sun on big blue ball
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 it's not so cold and so
And although I'm mournful I've that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm heading through this portal
We're born to return to home we're all to be mincemeat
Everything dies for Papaya King hotdogs on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me 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 that it's sad 
but please
Don't on it Dad, because

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