Pucker

This is it. I think.

Just one chance and you blink.

Not here for a long time.

Hold on to your best smile.

It gets hard when you're

Running out and you

Get so lost in that

Empty crowd

Ooooh oooooh

But I'm constantly out of it

Like you knew I'd be, knew I was

And I'm walking through neighborhoods

Trying source my ego out

And I barely had a moment left

To explain all my thoughts I guess

You push through all the bullshit

Like I knew you could knew you could

It gets hard when you're

Running out and you

Get so lost in that

Empty crowd

But I wanna die. Without dreaming of the afterlife.

Had a love and memories

Spent them on gasoline

Running out of time to spend

Leave my trace disintegrate

Oh, disintegrate me.

I wanna die, and not feel everything tonight.