How I’d kill just to smoke with you
And I bet you’d murder for it too
But some days we’re all feeling blue
And everything starts to feel through

You know I’d marry you if you asked
But sometimes you’re hotter with your clothes on
You know that you’re prettier masked
But some days I feel so abstract

You pretend you don’t know it
But I know you do
You can see how hard I try to fit
But deep down you wish I didn’t

I wish I didn’t

How I’d kill just to smoke with you
And I bet you’d murder for it too
I remember staying up with you
This is something I would never undo

You know I'd marry you if you asked
And some days you're hotter with your clothes on
But I won't pretend to hate that
I just want to fix what cracked

I hate how flustered I get
I find myself smiling at your emojis
I just want to relight our cigarettes
But I'll always be haunted by a silhouette

Your silhouette

How I’d kill just to smoke with you
And I bet you’d murder for it too
You know I’d marry you if you asked
But sometimes you’re hotter with your clothes on

And some days I wish you were here
And others I just end up enjoying your presence
I never thought this year would end so sever
Can you tell how I'm being sincere?

Do you want to smoke with me?

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note: ngl this is kinda bad lmao
its kind of incomplete

I'll never be free.
I keep tugging onto this noose,
I wonder if you all meant those "I love you"s.
You've left my neck bruised,
I'm gagging and gasping for air
and pushing these problems aside--
like the chair, you kicked away--
because I loved you.
My Angels of Death,
when will we clear these misunderstandings?
Oh, Angels of Death,
when will we get a happy ending?
Do I have to leave forever?
Are you people that deserve a second chance?
I don't give many around.
Am I human to you? Or are you God?
My Angels of Death,
your voices are so profound.
Oh, Angels of Death,
will we ever come unbound?
How could I ever do without you?
Maybe this is just synthetic
but our time is limited,
so why not enjoy whatever it is we have left?
I'll soon depart,
and one day we shall meet in Hell.

Friends are fun, but for how long?
It never lasts more than three years
I’m alone when you’re not around
That’s why I respond as soon as I can

You always sing the same song
They take away my fears
I’m alone when you’re not around
You float above a soft cyan

How come when I ask for help,
You tell me to do it myself?

How come when I need advice,
You make it about yourself?

This is great, but for how long?
It never lasts a few tears
I’m alone when you’re not around
You’re my biggest fan

You make me sing along
The chorus fills my ears
I’m alone when you’re not around
You’re the reason for my plan

I sit on my bed
A nice, quiet song in my ears
As I think of the end, of the end of our world
Maybe I had too much coffee

Where’s the only person that cares when you need her?
I wonder what she’s doing when I miss her

I wish you were here
Having an existential crisis with me
Listening to indie bands
And talking about our feelings

I sit in my room
Holding the ghost of your hand
As I think of the end, the end of our world
It’s coming quicker than I thought

The dream of a future together slipping away
Like letting go of a balloon’s string
Which one of us gets to touch the sun?
I hope it’s you, you’ve always wanted to float

Where’s the only person that cares when you need her?
I wonder what she’s doing when I miss her

I hope you’re happy
I haven’t seen your smile in so long
Yet I can still imagine the beauty of it
Do you miss me, too?

I sit in my room
Daydreaming of you
As I drown out the violent thoughts
Maybe the future is tomorrow

I rely too much on you to make me happy
And I’m working on that
Thank you so much
For being by my side

Where’s the person I care about when she needs me?
Does she wonder what I’m doing?

there is this creature,
i miss it but it only
comes out at nighttime.

it's my light at night.
its sole purpose is to keep
me trying, not flat-lining.

there is this creature,
i love it but it sadly
loves somebody else.

dying. flat-lining;
to hear your monitor stop
beating with a smile.

The sun’s warmth resting on my skin,
My body basking under it,
A comfortable smell fills my nose—
Like carrot flowers or oranges.

The rain hits the window,
A rainbow will come after.
Maybe it will thunder—
A beautifully loud, natural disaster.

Last night, I couldn’t stop thinking of you.
I laid there wondering,
“Are you thinking of me too,
And of the songs we shared and the love we declared?”

Of all the things we said,
Which were your favourite?
Was it the future outings we planned,
Or the actions we wanted to commit?

Indoors I’m safe and secure,
Every day with you is like carrot flowers and oranges.
Under the blankets and at home,
I’ve developed a restless heart syndrome.

Do you get the references I write,
And the words I want to say?
And is it so hard to understand?
I realized I loved you on a dark Friday.

I remember it very clear,
The smell of carrot flowers and oranges.
And the way you made me smile,
And feel like I was weightless.

You make want to tell you
That I love you in a thousand languages,
But I only know three,
Te Amo, 大好き, and I love you