side note - guccihighwaters, 9tails

Side note, P. S., I’m not sober

It’s not a part of my big plan to be older

She wanna know my secrets

Bullet with your name on it, let me be the reason

Let my brain explode

Watch 'em fly, let the memories unfold

You better bury me with gold

'Cause if not, I’mma rot all alone

Rot all alone, I stay locked in my home

I only see the fucking light when my friends are getting stoned

I don’t smoke that shit, my brain too fucked up

If I could, I would, I always seem to have the worst luck

Anxiety embedded in my bones

When I turned ten, man, I always felt alone

Nine years later, you know I’m still floating

Above the rough ocean, treading in emotions

Sipping on the potion, I plan to turn my ghost in

I will fade away, no one ever fucking knows me

Side note, P. S., I would go back

To the scenes I keep seeing in my flashbacks

On the nights, when I dream, it never makes sense

Cross the line and hurry back like I’m defense

Breathe, swallow air then I dive in the deep end

Calmer underwater, love when everything is silent

Seeing faces even when I’m not dreaming

Tell me, are they real?

I really hope that you can see them

Side note, P. S., I’m not sober

It’s not a part of my big plan to be older

She wanna know my secrets

Bullet with your name on it, let me be the reason

Let my brain explode

Watch 'em fly, let the memories unfold

You better bury me with gold

'Cause if not, I’mma rot all alone