Melancholia

I could go to school, be a professors rat until I got a pass
Get some shitty job, kiss my boss' ass more than I kiss my partner

And they might love me for it...

So I'm making amends with Murphy's Law
With my deposition on my disposition towards melancholia

Cause how many correlations cause causation
Between all the shitty things that I've seen and done
And my endless frustration

So when I see you that summer dress in the dead of winter
Seasonally depressed by that spring-loaded question of
What's on your mind? What's on your mind?

I will fall in love with you again till the end
Of troubling time
Yours and mine



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Writer(s): Maxwell Williams
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