The exit is right behind you
but the key doesn't fit.

I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."

Your label was
     ****-head
  For quite awhile
           But now
      I know
                You've realized
  My concern for your life
       Your lungs
               Your mind
   I know
           You're stumbling
                         Because you lost your way in the ice
           But now
     You're trying
                            Because you found the trail
                And the only thing you need to do
         Is stay on that trail
And don't turn your head
                       You will see the ice again
           But please promise me
                                     That you'll stay warm
                 And don't let the ice freeze away your brain
                               Because **I ******* love you

We are old souls
Trapped in young bodies.
And I wonder,
When can we ever be
free?

Like you go back to those **** cigarettes,
I go back to you.
So go ahead, take a drag.

Watch me be consumed
with every inhale

and forgotten
with every

exhale

...