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I grew up in the old chump city
Where all of my my friends just said "maybe"
we can go out and run around
And maybe just watch the train go by

And baby you can call me crazy
But video games don't work on me like they did before
It's like i'm doing the same old fucking chore

Maybe we can move to Texas
Or Columbus, Ohio
Somewhere I can feel better
With less sporadically changing weather
I was hoping you'd come with me
We haven't talked all too much lately
'Cus time's gettin' tough and these hands aren't too rough
Are you sure this isn't enough?

Everyone seems to be dyin'
And believe me when I say that i'm tryin'
To remain in-tact but my voice still cracks
When I remember they won't come back

And nobody's tellin' me nothin'
Does everyone hate me? Are they gonna berate me?
Are they gonna cremate me?
Don't they know they're the same motherfuckers that made me

Don't know who's the first to attack
I don't know who's got my back
It's giving me a heart attack
Will you text me when you get back?
Don't know who's the first to attack
I don't know who's got my back
It's giving me a heart attack
Will you text me when you get back?

And maybe we can move to Texas
Or Columbus, Ohio
Somewhere I can feel better
With less sporadically changing weather
I was hoping you'd come with me
We haven't talked all too much lately
'Cus time's gettin' tough and these hands aren't too rough
Are you sure this isn't enough?

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from Text Me When You Get Back, track released February 2, 2022

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