I Swallow Ghosts - A Tribute to Sixteen Year Old Me

Sleeping in on an ottoman
I must have passed out on last night
No regrets, we'll still be friends
As long as you still stay in touch
But I know that's asking way too much

Send a text but you just forget
Maybe we'll meet up in a month
You liked my post then went to bed
I didn't get it when Thomas said
"I guess this is growing up"

Written by:
Corey Scordo

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