Teen Angst from Pseudocide by John Parker, Jr.

If I lose another perfect girl, I think I’ll lose, I think I’ll lose myself. Cause it’s no use if I ignore you, or tell you how I’m better for you than someone else. You make me feel like I imagined you up in my head. Some days I sink so deep I almost believe that I did.

Somewhere in the stomach of New England, you’ll find what you’re looking for. Like if you smile and take your pills, you’ll forget all the things that made you so sad before. Maybe if you go, you’ll be easier to forget. We both have the same dreams. Wake up wishing he was dead.

I talk too much. Take this too far. You’re not who I think you are.

• Alternative
• Lo-fi
• acoustic
• folk punk
• indie
• punk
• New Bern