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Sorry I left you hanging. I just had to check the time. My cyclical assumptions tell me you're set to Expire. My nail beds and my lost routine would probably Agree. To survive, I should believe in little Lies. Like if I live in the moment, it might All turn out okay. And every friend I've ever lost is just a Call away. It's foggy in my rear view, getting difficult to See. I don't wanna cry again today. Anyway, I'll get better or I'll die. Maybe both at the same time. I'll get drunk and I'll get high. I'll accept a little life. 'Cause a little's more than nothing. I know nothing's in my way, except a little Bit of myself, a little stuck in a little Bit of yesterday. The Cashier said I have pretty eyes, But I haven't slept all week. They're open on the mirror painting dimples on my Cheeks. I'm glad he didn't notice where my edges clearly Splinter. Especially since winter's looking bleak. It's eighty here in Glendale on a day five Hours long. The sky stopped raining ash, but Altadena's nearly Gone. This guy I miss came over just to hold Me like a gun. But I don't wanna cry again today. Anyway, I'll get better or I'll die. Maybe both at the same time. I'll get drunk and I'll get high. I'll accept a little life. 'Cause a little's more than nothing. I know nothing's in my way, except a little Bit of myself, a little stuck in a little Bit of yesterday. I'll get better or I'll die. Maybe both at the same time. I'll get drunk and I'll get high. I'll accept a little life. 'Cause a little's more than nothing. I know nothing's in my way, except a little Bit of myself, a little stuck in a little Bit of yesterday. I'll get better or I'll die. Maybe both at the same time. I'll get drunk and I'll get high. I'll accept a little life. 'Cause a little's more than nothing. I know nothing's in my way, Except a little bit of myself, A little stuck in a little bit of yesterday. I think a little bit of myself's a little Stuck in a little bit of yesterday