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letra de wasted days - fudasca

i don’t know why all these people try to call me lately
when i was on depressants, same ones who called me crazy
when i was feeling low, the girl would never wanna date me
now i don’t pick up and i wonder if they start to hate me
but, it’s hard to blame ’em for this
they were blissful, living life
they were hitting the strip
while i was all alone, working, tryna scheme for this sh-t
they were wasted at a party, busy chasing a chick, yeah

but i know i got rеgrets
i wish that i had spent some morе time with certain friends
me and shawn don’t even talk, we were close when we were kids
he was my rock, i was his anchor
and now we only drift
i remember all those nights that we’d stay up late
take walks, and sing songs, and play video games
read ‘bleach’, and watch anime, and get up and skate
play magic, trade cards, while we fight through the pain, yea
cus we were going through the same thing
long talks about suicide daily
and if you listen in, just know those talks changed me
and if you listen in, just know those talks made me

but now i’m sitting on the sidewalk, with my own thoughts
and my memories spinning like a old clock
and i’m a little far gone, like six shots
just six shots
remember, frank ocean on his way to [?]
used to listen to ‘she’
used to chill in the breeze
used to jump in the leaves
used to think sixteen was gonna be carefree
climbing trees, playing tag in the summer heat
now i just wish that we were sipping on some boba tea
and i wish that we could be like how we used to be
when it was you and me
man, i miss you
give me a call
for real

- fudasca

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