Sanssouci from sanssouci by Winter Boyfriend

I sat happy, not for the first time
but for the last time before i get out of here
The past hangs heavy, and i need a new pass-time
to make the new past-times out of this aimless year.
Plan it into the ground, cover it up in earth.

Hide away your possessions like Christmas in reverse,
so hard to take, i swear it only made it worse.
I've got no plans for new year, i'm saving up for the first,
to build an escape like last time, that seemed to work

So plan it into the ground, cover it up in dirt.
Seal it with your hands, tell your friends that it hurts.
A future so bright on paper, moving back to the outerskirt.
Tell them that you tried, tell them that you tried

And i'll wait for new bliss,
heap of soil,
bury this.
Furrowed brow,
land tillage,
keep this safe,
it's all there is.

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