Ganon Main

And I feel my face is numb
You’re on the other side
But you text me that
That you’re feeling fine
And I want December stuff
Not to be gone again
The things on the other side
That’s not the green I meant
And I want a contrast life, I can’t make any sense
You think you’re glorified
I think it’s in my head
I kept the faded shirt
That I met you in
And so I lay, out in the parking lot
While my headache tears me apart
And I couldn’t stay inside
The air wouldn’t help me so
I’ll just be hre on my own
Cater to the ons I love
I’ll be the sun
I’ll be a crucifix with excuses to be hung
And I’ll be the train wreck you can talk about
With your friends at work because they want to know why your old friends
drinking at a party in South Bay
There is glass in my bed and I have to tell you
I know that it was you and if your daughter would haunt you
You look a little sad
You were never married to my dad
And you look a little sad
You were never married to my dad