BLUEBERRYICE

Yeah the days are turning into weeks
And I haven't touched my hair or brushed my teeth
Yeah I could use a better routine
Instead I smoke before bed to fall asleep
Face down my hands are gripping the sink
At my friends apartment wringing out my stomach on Halloween
Slept on your shoulder in the backseat
And its the safest I've felt in a while

Summer's got a grip on my throat
Holding it too tight I might just choke
And the seasons change quickly
I can't catch up for the life of me
And I keep forgetting to eat
Skipping breakfast for an energy drink
And all the blue pills they put in my head
I'd rather take my chances with the shakes instead
The shakes instead



Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Motl
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