Short Fictions – To Leave Forever or Die Alone in South Oakland
Genre Pop

LYRIC
To Leave Forever or Die Alone in South Oakland

When I'm next to you
You're a breath of fresh air in a crowded basement
Stayed up late that night, drove you back to Stanton Heights
You make me happy and sad at the same time, that's fine

And you apologize 100 times, you kissed me on my cheek
Don't apologize, because it only makes me feel worse
I'll never hold it against you
And you'll always be my friend

Filled with ambition, I wish you wouldn't move to Washington
That's really fucking far from Pittsburgh, from everything I know
I'm sure I'll die alone
In a South Oakland slum, I'm sure that I will die alone

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