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[Chorus: residential.]
And these cold sick dreams got my ears to bleed
So I smoke two blunts under autumn leaves
Now my lungs go numb and these feelings freeze
But I can't help think 'bout your love in spring
So I drove back home with these black scraped doors
And my chest felt sh*t so I smoked some more
And my friends out back in the sunroom porch
While I'm passed out cold on this basement floor

[Verse 1: residential.]
She been getting high with the door locked
Paranoid thoughts when the phone talk
I can feel the rain on the sidewalk
Thinking bout our time on the boardwalk
Haven't been friеd in a minute
But I'ma hit this blunt 'till it's finished
I'm an as*h*le, I admit it
But I can't dеal with thoughts I've been given
And it's hard to speak with my mental health
So I sip some more in this cheap hotel
And it's hard to trust when I hate myself, but I loved you more then life itself

[Verse 2: lil skele]
I smoke too much, but I love that numb
My eyes glued shut in this bed I'm stuck
I hate the thoughts that I get in the morning
Don't think about the calls 'n the texts I'm ignoring
I lost it all and I broke at last
Took a marker out for my heart shaped cast
I loved you more than I hate my past
I needed you here when it all went bad
I did it again
I told myself I'd be fine when it ends
I miss the blood on my lips, the taste of it there when we kissed
'n it went down
I remember the call, I remember the sound of your voice
Telling me, Telling me
Over 'n over
But all I could hear was the noise
Fell for those drugs too fast 'n I'm drinking my thoughts away
Won't feel the pain
The sh*t in my stomach got me numb to this
Not feeling it, keep filling my cup, everything is fine
I'm good at bottling it up
I was thinking that
It hurts to know you'd never take it back 'n its kinda sad
Really miss the things that we had
[Chorus: residential.]
And these cold sick dreams got my ears to bleed
So I smoke two blunts under autumn leaves
Now my lungs go numb and these feelings freeze
But I can't help think 'bout your love in spring
So I drove back home with these black scraped doors
And my chest felt sh*t so I smoked some more
And my friends out back in the sunroom porch
While I'm passed out cold on this basement floor