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Got that summertime sadness

Who said the top was so lavish? 

I can't find this,

like what's the purpose?

Amongst giants that battle churches

You don't need a group to be you,

alphabet soup with the smoke

Some like rhymes and some like jokes

Just find something before you're old and regret truths you never told

I got the sauce and you got the salt

I feel like I'm Bas or I'm Cole

So put me in the ice before I melt,

I'm too cold

On a night that's lonely in the south,

I think I'm too old

To waste time on some fake shit

Or I'm too young and optimistic

Looking for shit that lasts

Reflecting on golden pasts

When you could've been my last

The days pass

and nights, they leave me lonely

Like how I'm supposed to love back when they don't even know me

And I don't even know myself

Well,

The bigger you are the harder you fall