*insert Smashing Pumpkins title here*

I've fallen into a melancholy again...

It's a strange funk that I'm comfortable in.

And part of me wants to ask you to stay

And watch the rest of me fall away.

I feel great.

I really do.

Because in the end

I won't  bother you.

Part of me wants to jump into the Erskine Fire...

What the fuck even rhymes with that?

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