Emerson
My life's a waste, my time is near
And I want to say how I want you here
Alluring, assure me I'm broken but worthy
Of everything you said I'm not
When talking to my shadow
How I wished that something mattered
So I do these drugs to cope
Don't know why they call it dope
'Cause nothing's dope about me when I'm high
Well I feel like a dope so I guess thats why
Spinning cigarette buds
Talking to your grandpa
Wishing you were here
Oh, yeah, I understand it
Command it, hope that I planned it
The sea, that grows bigger
Than we had imagined
My life's a waste, my time is near
And I want to say how I want you here
Alluring, assure me I'm broken but worthy
Of everything you said I'm not
When talking to my shadow
How I wished that something mattered
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