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Hello, bitch How are you doing All the walls are painted different now The pictures have been smashed As I'm sifting through the glass I think of all the things I did and how Funny as it seems You just need money and a dream Plus an extreme lack of sleep And some fucked up self esteem Keeping weed up in the white owls If I'm missing for a minute probably bleeding on a white towel Night owl, night owl Who have you become We calling you like "you should come" You posted on the gram Like "I'm making moves" but you been dumb As in quiet, lately One time for denial, feel like time hate me All my feelings in these files Take your time, baby All up in my mind lately Wonder what the signs say My texts say to drive safely Wavy by nature Please just pay me my paper and let the acid burn Taciturn and faced within intermittence and a lack of words At my worst I wish I had some distance from the last and first Past the words I've written I'm depicted as a flag to burn