the prom (v1)

 

I skipped my high school prom

Now that part of me is gone

So I don't pick up my calls

At all, at all

And maybe, just maybe, I'm wrong

Or maybe I'm right and I won't see them for the rest of my life

Remember that night? When things were alright and I wasn't there and y'all didn't care

To text or call or anything in the

 

Slighte—

 

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I'm self obsessed but obsessed with everybody that's not myself