been having dreams about goth girls again i couldn't tell you why i think i need some new friends
they got something i respect; a refined aesthetic i thought i knew who i was then decided to forget it
feeling semi-suicidal i need to figure it out before i go out like my father I i need to figure it out
well i've been calling up my ex-love drunk at night i get home thinking that she'll pick up but she wont alright
and i know that she don't miss me then i wanna kill me let my contact list know about my night
of my semi-suicidal fantasies really not as serious as it seems
i'm entertaining the thought i'm beating 'round the bush i wanna scratch that itch but i love my mother too much