ok

i want to sing more bluntly
but i think way abstract
what i mean gets tangled in translation
the knots of words and feelings will choke
me to death.

whatever.

I get goosebumps that have lingered for hours, and bury my head
between these dirty jeans.
I've said sorry too many times to too many people
that said they loved me.
And I am fucking sick of breaking hearts
on breaking waves.

yeah, cya
i'm surfing usa the fuck outta here.

i really don't want to go crazy anymore.
its lost the appeal