I'm going to By the time you read this you'll be 17 smoking stolen cigarettes, rat and bad poetry.

Crushed out on a classmate is kind of a stoner,

but you think she's real cool.

You wish you could know her by the time you read this he'll be 22

Have your heartbroken a couple shitty tattoos high school will feel like a bad memory.

Now you're washing the dish at a place down in Holly.

Somewhere in between the stacks of books and papers found a place to call your own and some reasons to stay there.

A record collection, a single ray of light you sleep through it every day,

live only for the night.

Somewhere in between the stacks of books and papers found a place to call your own

and some reasons to stay there.

A record collection, a single ray you rail that you sleep through it every day live only for the night By the time you read this you'll be 30-something you'll be out of the restaurants

you'll still be hustling and free time will feel like a dream you had about a time and a place

you'll never get back by the time you read this you'll be nearly 40 have a real good laugh about the dog you copy

lesbian poetry the anthology from 1981 sent like a time machine

somewhere in between the stacks of books and papers

found a place to call your own

and some reasons to stay there

a record collection, a single ray of light. You sleep through it every day.

Live only for the night. Somewhere in between the stacks of books and papers found a place to call your own and some reasons to stay there.

A record collection, a single ray of light you sleep through it every day.

Live only for the night, live only for the night,

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