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I vividly
My tears dropping on the carpet on
the top step
giving me his best guess
Me confessing the burning question stressing concerning me and
Turning me wet mess
It's nothing
I get it, I'm
I know probably stupid to be scared
But these days are flying past us and nobody seems to
It's like we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending there
happens when we hit it?
Do we split into a million
Or do we come back as a and talk in ribbits?
is it? 
What is it? What is it?
You got the answer so it, so give it, so give it
Don't lie, happens when we die?
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what I've told
Probably thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking old?"
Since I'm sorta really not religious it's a
I a pair of dice
Although the thought of paradise is nice
In my I know I don't believe in magic
So I'm maybe death is like eternal TV static
Or returning to the state your birth
Absorbed the earth
The fewer left the more they're worth
I that it's difficult to think about
I think everybody got a bit of doubt
You don't get to hide it even if you shout
Not a soul on the planet to wiggle out
And he said that I know that's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see you're in a hurry but don't cause

isn't for a long, long time
That for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, long, long, long

moves fast
Made the mistake of blinking, twenty years
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn father
We don't bother Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that had this conversation
He says "It's tough to in
I know not quite ancient
But we've reached age where we should probably talk
We could take it routes
We could sell the
We can't forever, eventually money will run out
a spot taking a loan would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to leave for you and your brother"
Stop, you see?
Every meal you paid for me
All this power to chase a
All this privilege not to crave
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like cash means jack if
You never it
And the greatest honor I could have is to make a buck 
and pass a
Fraction of all the you gave to me
And I will never make you live you don't aim to be
Age is data
We paint our story A to Z dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
Tear up the and we take a seat
Making a
Famous or not, we fade from the
Every day when a new falls
I ride the sun on this big blue ball
I get a bit further from the kid called
And I get a bit closer to the big brick
But inching up to that fence
I can run my fingers against
all the bricks and mortar and
That it's not so cold and so
And although I'm mournful known that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into but I'm more heading through this portal
We're born to return to we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's the same since the fifties
He didn't always love the but dammit he'll miss me
How can you miss something you leave, I agree that it's sad 
but please
dwell on it Dad, because

That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, long, long, time