Hey. 
I don't like your friends. 
I don't want to wake up. 
I don't want to wake up in a new era pulled from the 
middle. 
Days replacing weeks. 
Months in my own bed, on the L train, in the same day. 
I'll see you tonight. 
Make you less refined. 
I'm so happy I could die. 
Hey. 
Don't look so down.
Just look around. 
You were right.