The colors remind me to remember the times I tried to see. Wesley's in the back seat Trying to stay healthy and on beat Forget me, let's keep treating the least part that grew apart from the last leaf. Do you remember? It's almost September Forever the weakest part of me. Relieve me, I don't wanna see anymore Honestly, it was all just a fucking chore. You were bored, while I was playing chords Fucked in the head, can't forget to wedge the bed against the dread of demons singing with the shred of decency to pull ahead. I missed the lead. Too much regret let's that feeling of mourning stay dead while aimed at your head. Gonna go back to bed.
