Locket

Original

You hopped in a rocket.

You shot yourself to space and then you lost it.

Forgotten, what's the plot again?

Everybody ends up disappointed.

A cold and December weekend.

Waking up beside you in the morning.

You're learning, eternal burden.

I can see inside that you've been hurting.

Yeah, I can see inside that you've been hurting.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

You're diving into the deep end.

Always pushing up the hill for progress.

Your modest hands in your pocket.

Put that picture up inside your locket.

A hard -hit, some hot spit. -Hot spit.

Drift away with my head in your armpit.

I don't get, I don't shift.

What you see is what you get with this shit.

Yeah, honestly, I wish you could accept it.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too. But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too. But don't forget, don't forget about it too.

But don't forget, don't forget about it too.