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letra de yearbook letter - slyrex

verse 1
so, um, hags or whatever
i really don’t know how to write this
i guess it’s been a great year
and i hope that the rest of your life’s sick
wait, no
not sincere enough
let me try again, you the coolest fam
i’m sorry, like i said, i really don’t know how to do this man
so i guess i’ll backtrack and talk about our favorite memories
cause if it was left to me
we wouldn’t have to say goodbye because “keep in touch after highschool” really feels more like “rest in peace”
the rest it seems fade away in just a week
and after that, it’s hard to text or keep
conversations going & we all afraid of growing but we have awesome ways of showin it:
we laugh and party and chill and then all on facebook knowing
all our friends done disappeared and the honest state i know is just
an awkward phase of “yo’s”
that never quite move past the “what’s up”
you say “not much”
i say “nice, it’s freakin hot bruh”
you say “yeah, when will it cool down?”
and embarr-ssed i don’t respond cause
i can’t seem to recall how we kept old conversations long but

hook
someone like, someone like, someone like, someone like, someone like you
someone like you, ooh

verse 2
you remember when we used to talk on and off
for the whole day as things occurred
now i have so much to say but i just can’t think of words
and i have so much at stake but i just can’t think the worst
gotta keep my mind on positives if i want this thing to work
and to be honest, it won’t help if i see you
cause we chill like nothing’s changed & it’s just the same and for a second, it might be true
that keepin in touch is really easy even when this thing’s through
but two days later, i still can’t find the words to send
the worst descent
because it feels like nothing’s wrong at first and then
you realize you’re sinking but just can’t stop, as for your friends
they’re all thinking the same, it’s clear: awkward events and words, your tense
it blurs your sense
and you concur while fenced
so without sayin anything, you keep smiling and tweeting
and pretend you don’t know what’s goin on cause that’s your pretense
and your friends do too
and all this drifting begins
in the yearbook letter, the last real words between friends

hook

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- slyrex

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