My decline aged fine like wine
My decline aged fine like wine
(Fermented incidents)
My decline aged fine-
My decline aged fine like wine
Fermented incidents cemented in letter grades and missed phone calls
Mom leaving voicemails while dad kept his fists balled
Look at everything that tough love solved
Sorry I missed your call
Sorry I missed your call, I just-
Sorry I missed your call, I just-
Please just let me talk
Please just let me talk, I just-
Please just let me talk
Screaming never helps communication
But sometimes being mean let's them know you were nice
The whole fucking time
I wanna find middle ground and you just wanna break it down
My decline aged like fine wine
My decline aged like fine wine
(Fermented incidents)
My decline aged like-
Every time I walk in this house, I can feel it
The 20 questions I answer like a silent dancer
Scared of what my voice tone might show
My expression express
You used to hit the table so hard it would hit my chest
You used to scream at me for things that I can never forget
And then would tell me to try my best
Try my best? My best what?
Impression of progression?
Development or recovery?
Parenting isn't intimidation
Now that's a part of me
Sorry I missed your call
Sorry I missed your call, I just-
Sorry I missed your call, I just-
Please just let me talk
Please just let me talk, I just-
Please just let me talk
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Taylor told me she gets out at nine, she works at Amore
Nah, her parents said that I could stay over, it's all good, yeah
Yeah, we got in her car and then she took a right, and then a left
And then a right at the light then we stopped and we got Checkers
And we listened to Coheed and it helped, I need someone I need help
I've got my girl, I've got my friend, I've got so many problems
And this large cherry Fanta and I can't stop crying
And now everyone's getting worried and it's so damn hard
To be weak in front of people and it's so damn hard
For me to actually say what's wrong
Sorry I missed your call
Please just let me talk
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I feel so much better on floors and couches than I do in my own bed
Don't talk to me about blood, or about thickness
Or about water or what's for the best
I feel so much better on floors and couches than I do in my own bed
Don't talk to me about blood, or about thickness, or about water
Or what's for the best 'cause that shit just don't apply
That's me dying in the living room
That's me dying in the living room