It’s late and im drunk and this party ***** so I’ll go to my car and blast brand new til the sun comes up
you saw me and asked if “im alright?” and I let you in
Why do I come here? All this party does is make me wish I was dead. we walked the block back and fourth just passing time
we held hands and kissed
im drunk and this party ***** I’ll just go to my car
“why were you out here?” she said
And I looked to the ground
I'm alright
Why do I come here? when all this party does is make me wanna die?
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
It’s late and im drunk and this party ***** so I’ll go to my car and blast brand new til the sun comes up
you saw me and asked if “im alright?” and I let you in
Why do I come here? All this party does is make me wish I was dead. we walked the block back and fourth just passing time
we held hands and kissed
im drunk and this party ***** I’ll just go to my car
“why were you out here?” she said
And I looked to the ground
I'm alright
Why do I come here? when all this party does is make me wanna die?
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