Robo Pumpkin - Tour Guide From The Underworld
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Try not to lean on second chances
We give a ticket to his grave
I didn't believe in failing friendships
But I failed you like you failed him
He didn't mind living with his parents
He didn't mind living with the pain
He saw it more as a distraction
But the doctor said that it was too late
I know that in a few weeks
You'll be asking me to come clean
But in the meantime you look for small signs
Under streetlights passing by
Quit your day job, grab your paystub
Buy a ticket with intentions to fly
Then take a bus ride on a school night
Just to tell him you'll be alright
In your head you're bitter
You think that he's a quittеr
Put yourself in his position
I don't think that you would listen
I've been waiting for you to call mе back
But every time we pick up the phone
I'm (?...) with the trust that I loved you
Medication could've saved his life
Didn't wanna see him alone in a hospital bed
Attached to wires instead of the ground that we walk on
The more you head down south
You take a look at my mouth
And you tell me you'll be fine
Take a little time
To memorize the stars in my hands
To bring you back
The memories of us
We give a ticket to his grave
I didn't believe in failing friendships
But I failed you like you failed him
He didn't mind living with his parents
He didn't mind living with the pain
He saw it more as a distraction
But the doctor said that it was too late
I know that in a few weeks
You'll be asking me to come clean
But in the meantime you look for small signs
Under streetlights passing by
Quit your day job, grab your paystub
Buy a ticket with intentions to fly
Then take a bus ride on a school night
Just to tell him you'll be alright
In your head you're bitter
You think that he's a quittеr
Put yourself in his position
I don't think that you would listen
I've been waiting for you to call mе back
But every time we pick up the phone
I'm (?...) with the trust that I loved you
Medication could've saved his life
Didn't wanna see him alone in a hospital bed
Attached to wires instead of the ground that we walk on
The more you head down south
You take a look at my mouth
And you tell me you'll be fine
Take a little time
To memorize the stars in my hands
To bring you back
The memories of us