'20
I'm throwing all my things away
Moving states in 30 days
There's no goodbye party
Or saying sorry
This town has lost it's taste
So what am I supposed to do?
When I've given up the thought of being close to you
I can't even cuss you out because I'm so confused
I'll just iron out these problems with the ghost of you
What if I never get the chance?
I'll use the last resort I have
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
Of all the times
And all the places
I choose right now to get excessive wasted
I've cut all ties
Full displacement
Becoming you and I fucking hate it
What if I never get the chance?
I'll use the last resort I have
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
Moving states in 30 days
There's no goodbye party
Or saying sorry
This town has lost it's taste
So what am I supposed to do?
When I've given up the thought of being close to you
I can't even cuss you out because I'm so confused
I'll just iron out these problems with the ghost of you
What if I never get the chance?
I'll use the last resort I have
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
Of all the times
And all the places
I choose right now to get excessive wasted
I've cut all ties
Full displacement
Becoming you and I fucking hate it
What if I never get the chance?
I'll use the last resort I have
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
You can catch me with the blinds drawn
My face in my phone
I'm trying to get fucked up, it's taking too long
My mind's off
Vacant and closed
If I finish this bottle, the memories go
If this worries you, know I'm worried too
I've never this type of low
I've never felt so disconnected
I've never felt so far from home
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Writer(s): Michael Roberts
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