*insert Smashing Pumpkins title here*
I've fallen into a melancholy again...
It's a strange funk that I'm comfortable in.
And part of me wants to ask you to stay
And watch the rest of me fall away.
I feel great.
I really do.
Because in the end
I won't bother you.
Part of me wants to jump into the Erskine Fire...
What the fuck even rhymes with that?
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