Pucker

This is it. I think
Just one chance and you blink
Not here for a long time
Hold on to your best smile
It gets hard when you’re
Running out and you
Get so lost in that
Empty crowd
Ooooh oooooh
But I’m constantly out of it
Like you knew I’d be, knew I was
And I’m walking through neighborhoods
Trying source my ego out
And I barely had a moment left
To explain all my thoughts I guess
You push through all the bullshit
Like I knew you could knew you could
It gets hard when you’re
Running out and you
Get so lost in that
Empty crowd
But I wanna die. Without dreaming of the afterlife
Had a love and memories
Spent them on gasoline
Running out of time to spend
Leave my trace dissenigrated
Oh, dissengrate me
I wanna die, and not feel everything tonight
Oooooh