Rory Leon - R.O.K.R.O.D (Rowan on Keys, Rory on Depression)

Death akin to freedom like celebrity's a friend
But my Friends celebrities so where's he gonna end
Death akin to freedom like celebrity's a friend
But my Friends celebrities so where's he gonna end
Proof is in the pudding, but I got the anxious nausea
Any type of food that's unassuming is assuming
Sue me, that'd gimme reason 'nough to call up back my Dad
Cat is in the cradle till, the cradle in the bag, till the bag is in the river and the neighbor Boys are sad, and the parents like its better if cats was never had
Like oh yeah that was really the problem
Like sure someone told me expectations is a devil
But than where's responsibility if it is simple
And than wheres the limit and the line we cross such like
Saying Midas' problem was affection's too much like
Everything about me malleable until the touch
Anytime I get involved I always fuck it up
Anytime my therapist can tell me ways that def' gon make it better
I just leave and laugh and ghost her for a month
Everything about me malleable until the touch
Anytime I get involved I always fuck it up
Anytime my therapist can tell me ways that def' gon make it better
I just leave and laugh and ghost her for a month

Written by:
Jonah Yslas

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