.[Verse 1]
Lost in the South, my thermostat donât work
Iâm sweating naked on my bed
Itâs gonna fade to nasty yellow in the morning
Another blank face staring through me
Like a chalk outline of dreams that bled out in the night
A post-mortem portrait of loneliness
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