October will cure me
I'm walking these woods, am I thirty or thirteen?
Not asking for much, man, thought maybe you'd call me
I'd slit my own throat just to see if you'd mourn me, yeah
I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
I stalk myself on the internet just to see what you'll find
I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
You make it look so easy, leaving everything behind
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I want your things in my
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I want your things in my
You look so cool getting high
No handlebars, you wanna fly
You look so cool getting high
No handlebars, you wanna fly
I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
I stalk myself on the internet just to see what you'll find
I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time
You make it look so easy, leaving everything behind
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I want your things in my
