I didn’t want to wake you up, but I was in my personal hell, I stuck my luck out and got shut up by the intricate sentence of this god damn devil

I’m glad to have you as my company for when I boil over, raging like a mad girl cause I’m forced to be sober. And the swirling in my mind and getting too hard to beat, I just hope you stick around cause I think that you’re sweet

God I, I know you hate it when I talk **** about my presents, and the fact that you care about that makes me want to come over. I miss when I’m with you when I hope that you don’t mind, under my depression I’m depressingly kind

I think that when you hear this song, you’ll know that it’s you. I’ve never rinsed so closely about my feelings so loose, and I hope that you don’t hate me for being so specific but a silent nice sit at the beat sounds like a lovely picnic

I didn’t want to wake you up, but I was in my personal hell, I stuck my luck out and got shut up by the intricate sentence of my god damn devil

I’m glad to have you as my company for when I boil over, raging like a mad woman cause I’m forced to be sober. And my swirling in my mind and getting too hard to beat, I just hope you stick around because I think that you’re sweet