long night lounging in some long johns last bite of your bagel then its all gone the sun is almost hitting my pot of dust full with ashes gathered from a megabus landlines living like the old age usually home but you can always catch me on page whoever asked for the time i think its a quarter to nine or maybe half past prime i wouldnt be surprised its a long life this is last call so sure ill say it again the best is never enough maybe its just tough luck either way im alive at least for most of the time you know its probably tough luck sort of like summertime again slow and steady straggle behind sort of like summertime again am i losing my mind then go ahead walk away go ahead alright
['diy emo', 'grand rapids indie', 'midwest emo']