I hide behind a tree
The bark scraping me and I cannot breathe
I feel the crunchy leaves and wait for him to leave
The moon helps me see the forest from the trees
A bright orange hoodie
Who could he be?

Stress eating White Castle, teeth shatter like pumpkin seeds
Foot stuck inside this sand Pitt
Reminiscing on a bozo getting hit, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
I saw it all with three eyes like a triple
Walking in and out of the halls like a círculo
Cutting class, solving crime
The curse of Fairmount Park
Karma is not only just your demise, it's the volition
Sitting in silеnce with this loss like the Pistons
Ah
Gеt the fuck up out my face, [?]

Crash course on PTSD
My life flashed before my eyes and I didn't recognize anything
Re-runs of regrets, I am no one worth mentioning
Flip the channel back to reality, I'm still at the crime scene

Run
So I run
Sweat mixed with the wind on my face
Makes me wanna hide inside that river
Pumping adrenochrome, shortcuts to long ways home
Going nowhere slow, fuck
The weight of guilt
I can feel it in the door knob as I enter the house
And I hear the TV loud

Tell your parents school was fine
Tell them you already ate, tell them you're tired and it's getting late
I lay in bed and pray I'm not run over by the wheels of fate
Tomorrow is another day
Tomorrow's just another fucking day
Tomorrow is another day
Tomorrow is a—