Load the car and write the note
Grab your bag and
I am sick with wanting
And it's evil and it's daunting
How
I haven't finished a thing since I started my life,
She keeps it simple
And I am thankful for her kind
Don't push me out,
Just a little longer
Stall your mother,
Disregard your
you can't be like me
but be happy that you can't
