Postscript
It turns out my plans
just might not be airtight
I'll find a bloody suitcase
full of money that rolled in with the tide
And I can call up the boys
we can roll up some joints
Write some songs way up north for the fall
How'd I get so God damn comfortable
wanting nothing at all?
And it feels like I'm dying
It's been making me sick
tryna think
where in all of this, will I fit in?
So I don't try to see it
It's fucked up, but it's freeing
I know
It'll all work out in the end
we'll fall back in love
Or just be friends
With no plan there's no meaning
It's fucked up, but it's freeing
Think i might go pull off some big heist
Sink my teeth into something I can't chew
Hack some darts and do some crime
I was just hanging around
While you've grown to disempower the things that would hold you down
And we watched as it pushed me away
Cause I had to be scared and you made it all safe
And it feels like I'm dying, I'm a mall goth with no ride
And it feels like I'm dying, I'm a black hole's sunshine
Maybe I never grow cause I just treat it all like a joke
I'm empty with or without you, my place in the world
I'm a ghost
just might not be airtight
I'll find a bloody suitcase
full of money that rolled in with the tide
And I can call up the boys
we can roll up some joints
Write some songs way up north for the fall
How'd I get so God damn comfortable
wanting nothing at all?
And it feels like I'm dying
It's been making me sick
tryna think
where in all of this, will I fit in?
So I don't try to see it
It's fucked up, but it's freeing
I know
It'll all work out in the end
we'll fall back in love
Or just be friends
With no plan there's no meaning
It's fucked up, but it's freeing
Think i might go pull off some big heist
Sink my teeth into something I can't chew
Hack some darts and do some crime
I was just hanging around
While you've grown to disempower the things that would hold you down
And we watched as it pushed me away
Cause I had to be scared and you made it all safe
And it feels like I'm dying, I'm a mall goth with no ride
And it feels like I'm dying, I'm a black hole's sunshine
Maybe I never grow cause I just treat it all like a joke
I'm empty with or without you, my place in the world
I'm a ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Stano, Billy Mannino, Connor Ramert
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