coming down for fateful rent
rest your eyes now the day is spent
curl up neat next to your brother
close your eyes and wallow together
celebrate your time or what we have left
endless nights filled with regret
not the kind you can speak on
but the words that you forget to sleep on
record your dreams and decorate your space
after all, you don't want to leave a trace
stinging nettles and laborious days
lonely nights fading to a haze
i remember our times and my erroneous ways
now i'm cooped up, ready to spring
fuck the watch, I'll get more bling
cigarettes drowning and speaking in tongues
smoke up a lot and cough out a lung
remember the silence as you strive for sober
it's time to wake up
we ain't never getting older
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