Subway chillin
People here are nice
Finished all my meatballs
Just a six inch twice
Lookin out the window
See a bike out there
Old guy just came in
Shorts like underwear
Now a dude is sweeping
Gotta find each crumb
Thinkin in my brain
Sorta feel dumb
Not a lot to say
At least not what I want
Gonna go home
Gonna ask my aunt
Why she liked the catcher
Cuz I dug it too
Made me kinda happy
That I don't know what to do
Except keep living
And riding that wave
Sometimes being conscious
Is enough to dread the grave
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