freya

We were gonna see 100 gecs in October We were gonna drive like three days straight to Manitoba Now we can't go, the tickets are sold out You're six feet under and the tickets are sold out You were dealt a bad card and you had nowhere to go Even talkin' through phone, you had such a pretty soul You had such a rough start, it was such a tough blow Wish you didn't have to go, but I'm glad you weren't alone Even though it was so brief, I saw how they made you smile Happy they were by your side in your life and when you died I was such a shitty friend and I'm so full of regret Wish I could go back again and respond to every text We were gonna see 100 gecs in October We were gonna drive like three days straight to Manitoba Now we can't go, the tickets are sold out You're six feet under and the tickets are sold out Promise that I never meant to stop responding to your texts I was in a burnout, yeah, I wasn't doin' the best I was just exhausted and I didn't know how to handle it And I know you're scared of abandonment I'm so sorry I put you through that shit Promise that I never meant to stop responding to your texts I was in a burnout, yeah, I wasn't doin' the best I was just exhausted and I didn't know how to handle it And I know you're scared of abandonment I'm so sorry I put you through that shit Promise that I never meant to stop responding to your texts I was in a burnout, yeah, I wasn't doin' the best I was just exhausted and I didn't know how to handle it And I know you're scared of abandonment I'm so sorry I put you through that shit