Means of Existence

Today I pet my dog
He felt different
I can't feel my hands
It's the cold
Nah the distance
I can disappear
In the trees
In an instant
That's just what I learned
Through my Means of Existence

In my head with the rejects
Me and you could whisper I can keep a secret
Darkest frozen winter lighting up a beacon
Choking now I'm geeking drooling on the weekend

Going 99 trying to reach my best friend
2 am 287
Flying through the night thinking bout a lesson
2 am 287



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Janosko
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