today, on your birthday,
i woke up and realized
i do not remember much from yesterday
well, i remember walking for four hours through the woods
and stumbling upon a rave, hidden in a green ampitheatre in the middle of nowhere
and i remember climbing into a sunshine daydream van and climbing out in front of my apartment
the ceiling was dancing
the wooden floor was the ocean
and the day before that
i hated you
we hated each other because we couldn't feel, didn't care
and the day before that
we rose and fell in unison
like magic
you know, when you're on this shit
your heart might explode
but if it does, at least you're happy
the day before that
we leaned outside our window smoking
saying, we should quit
i want to quit
and we finished a pack and said
maybe just one more
i have too many thoughts in my head
i want them all out
out out out
the color purple seems really bright today
my brain hurts
i want to quit
i want to move away
i hate this place, i hate this tiny place i live in
i hate being broke and being sad
no more drugs
maaaaaaaw