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letra de roll the credits - riley aquilano

[verse 1]
put a flare in the young mind
a gold mine of white lines
tell me that you see a light
double bar to free the mind
or drink brine till we realize
painting a god can’t be a sign
god don’t have the time
let alone new eyes
for you
or for me
she made it two three
boy was she fine g
madvillainy, agony, savagery, misery, don’t believe
keep it clean, dignity, don’t believe
keep it clean, don’t believe
even false prophets can lie to thee
even false prophets can lie to thee
beau colored hoe
sold sacra faux
cut colder, fake
myths, never fate
how is love an answer?

[storyline]
june 12th, 2017. it’s casey’s birthday. 18 years old. casey’s parents say happy birthday, relatives call to say the same, but no one else. no one else remembered, not even close friends, or at least what casey could call friends at that point. and that’s when casey broke. nothing mattered anymore. casey wasn’t good enough, wasn’t brave enough, wasn’t smart enough, wasn’t enough. when night came, and after getting into bed, casey thought, “it is worth it? for me to live one more godd-mn day? why should i hang on? nothing’s getting better anyway” and the silence that followed was as good an answer as any. that was it. it was time. the plan had been prepared for weeks now, and there wasn’t any reason to not follow through. casey quietly climbed out the window and started walking down the street. casey wanted to be cold, wanted to be alone. it was as if casey was watching someone else’s body and couldn’t control anything. casey walked over to a puddle, looked in the reflection, pulled out the gun and (bang)

[outro]
broken hearted
street’s a death bed
we all forget
far too soon

- riley aquilano

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