Breathing

Your normal nico-teenager

Learning less of lessons

Every time he talks



Now it seems

I care more about caring less

Writing what meant what

And asking not





Is your autumn attic full?

Am I your automatic fool?





Singing

His life in swinging mind

Wanting more of morning glory

After sleeping in





Now it seems

I care more about caring less

Then I was used to (less than I used to)

Then I used 

you





Is your autumn attic full?

Am I your automatic fool?





Sundown

Two to go

The player 

and the role





Sundown

Two to go

The prayer 

and the soul

Sundown 

Two to go

I've seen the scene

And its nothing but its shows





Verdict guilty :

Grand theft autumn.