I've felt anxious, waning spent moons
Nights under a thousand balloons
Dry heaving and out of drugs
We shared anxious, fake half hugs
Am I just the space between more
Sex, self loathing, and the door
I swear I'm dead to a degree
Was I just your comedown green tea

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Tyrone Street (feat. Olivia) song meanings
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