Cuffing Season
I had a dream about you last night
And you're the type to tell me that's nice
It sorta kinda takes a toll when you're that nice
I stare at the ceiling and watch it flash life
24 hours, suicide, I thought of that twice
I live a fast life, I knew you in a past life
I knew you in my last life, now I'm feeling like I'm on my
Last life, jump in the ocean and do a jack knife
Snow around me frozen but I'm slipping over black ice
Winter solstices offering no condolences
Only noting accomplishments if somebody would notice it
I'm on some older shit, sadder when I'm sober shit
Wishing I was younger 'cause younger me wouldn't go with it
High addicted, I'll die afflicted
Nobody thought that I would live for the image of lighter fire flickin'
Lost all that's in between myself and my religion
I'm needing more than wise opinions how the sky's the limit
And I hate falling, so fuck Autumn
Around this time of year is when I'm headed for the bottom
Ain't no one to catch me, ain't no one to say "I got him"
I'm waiting on the sun so I can blossom
'Cause my head is
Bugaboo, cuffing season's overdue
Think of what you are to me and wonder what am I to you
I'll wipe the tears from my cheeks
There ain't no one to turn 'em red when my souls the color blue
Our pulse has yet to be syncopated
I cannot love you if your heart has not reciprocated
I was told to move along by your indications
And told myself to focus on me after this occasion
I got a war within myself and I'm disparaged
I'm 18 and I'm tripping over marriage
It's hilarious, but my mental state's precarious
Ask me for my worries I say "various"
And I hate falling, so fuck Autumn
Around this time of year is when I'm headed for the bottom
Ain't no one to catch me, ain't no one to say "I got him"
I'm waiting on the sun so I can blossom
'Cause my head is
Bugaboo, cuffing season's overdue
Think of what you are to me and wonder what am I to you
I'll wipe the tears from my cheeks
There ain't no one to turn 'em red when my souls the color blue
And you're the type to tell me that's nice
It sorta kinda takes a toll when you're that nice
I stare at the ceiling and watch it flash life
24 hours, suicide, I thought of that twice
I live a fast life, I knew you in a past life
I knew you in my last life, now I'm feeling like I'm on my
Last life, jump in the ocean and do a jack knife
Snow around me frozen but I'm slipping over black ice
Winter solstices offering no condolences
Only noting accomplishments if somebody would notice it
I'm on some older shit, sadder when I'm sober shit
Wishing I was younger 'cause younger me wouldn't go with it
High addicted, I'll die afflicted
Nobody thought that I would live for the image of lighter fire flickin'
Lost all that's in between myself and my religion
I'm needing more than wise opinions how the sky's the limit
And I hate falling, so fuck Autumn
Around this time of year is when I'm headed for the bottom
Ain't no one to catch me, ain't no one to say "I got him"
I'm waiting on the sun so I can blossom
'Cause my head is
Bugaboo, cuffing season's overdue
Think of what you are to me and wonder what am I to you
I'll wipe the tears from my cheeks
There ain't no one to turn 'em red when my souls the color blue
Our pulse has yet to be syncopated
I cannot love you if your heart has not reciprocated
I was told to move along by your indications
And told myself to focus on me after this occasion
I got a war within myself and I'm disparaged
I'm 18 and I'm tripping over marriage
It's hilarious, but my mental state's precarious
Ask me for my worries I say "various"
And I hate falling, so fuck Autumn
Around this time of year is when I'm headed for the bottom
Ain't no one to catch me, ain't no one to say "I got him"
I'm waiting on the sun so I can blossom
'Cause my head is
Bugaboo, cuffing season's overdue
Think of what you are to me and wonder what am I to you
I'll wipe the tears from my cheeks
There ain't no one to turn 'em red when my souls the color blue
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Writer(s): Dom Peluso The R.a.m
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