i'm doing the right thing i'm living away
GOODBYE GOODBYE
GOODBYE
stetson heavy in my veins
mon cul! and then
suddenly, i had grown up. i'd broken my rule, my idealism kind of ducked out the back door for a minute while I just
stood there watching him and his face intending no hint of expression to peek through. I love him I thought, I oughtta, but he
refused. A doctor can't operate on an unwilling patient. So I took his words with me and digested them later.
Whatever love there was is incidental to wanting to help or teach or reveal or bolster him, my trajectory had just halted
and like turned around houston we don really wanna go anymore we're just gonna come home n have a
nap; instead, I help taught revealed and bolsturd myself and grew up
spooky spooky spooky
sad guy spitting at families never looked kookie