They keep saying to learn to let go

But I’m not the type to ever let go

I’m holding on ’til I’m dead so I’ll never die alone

But if they walk out on their own, they’ll never let the pay show

You can see my eyes are red but just don’t look at the floor

You see the ozone don’t matter, only breath smoke

You see that half a gram’s enough for me to forget what I know

But if I ever (?) lost I might finally feel at fucking home

Said I might finally feel at fucking home

I’d finally have a reason to sit, not be on my fucking phone

Spare my feeling, says I love you ‘cause I know you don’t

There’s nothing in this (?) go down at every bone