Empty walls
Boxes piling up
Lost things found
Memories packed away
A final goodbye
I’ll never look back
I hope this is truly a new start
pretty parties and ugly people
the sacrifices all lined up
which one of us will make the cut?
you say you wish you were me
but the country club nights get so boring
life jackets only keep you safe for so long
until you just let go and start to drown
in high expectations and wild debauchery
a legacy, a legacy
what’s the point of being a legacy…
will the choice ever be my own?
adlibs go brazy on the russian roulette track!!!