Eat The Fucking Snow Testo

I was looking at, what, twenty feet of snow.
That kept us in a fifth story apartment.
But I don't.
So he can have another.
Some things stick when you throw hard enough.
But I don't.
He can have another.
I reinvest myself into the auction hell.
Play it a little faster every hour.
It can happen to you any day now. So I sit alone, up in my room listening to old Green Day records.
All by myself.
Some favorite bands, a couple friends, and what it means to be sixteen again.
These old things make me.

I was on the beach.
Too clear, the memory.
Too sad to see it go but too fucked up to care.
I spent my summer in your parents bedroom getting stoned and doing nothing.
Spent my winter in some old apartments getting stoned and doing nothing.
Spent my summer in your parents bedroom watching Casey make her own choices forever.