Chic P1

I’m growing up badly or maybe not

I’m always amazed at everything

I always get bummed because I already know

I put out the candle, I put out that incense

I turn my head off and everything inside

I faint in bed and pay

I faint in bed and contemplate

Yeah, like a demise

20 empty beers poured over the notepad

River in full, ivy chains above the back

I keep my roots

I’ve died so many times

Enough to forget who I was

I must find myself again

I took a thousand paths each one was different

I’m deep, Neptune