P.H.F. - Skincare

All the time you were King Kong
Nobody noticed anyway
Gathered 'round when you were gone
Parasite feed on decay
Nothing's ever good enough
I can always talk to grace
Somethin' to clean, fill it up
I just want them to be okay

Just imagine what you'd do
But I can't do it with you
Pull the car up to the back
Keep it secret, cut the slack

Hopefully, I'll lose my grip
Maybe it will be today
Somehow ways I'm always if
I just want to be okay
This year can't get worse enough
Tip-toe 'round and find your way
All my prayers aren't good enough
I just want them to bе okay

Just imagine what you'd do
But I can't do it with you
Pull the car up to the back
Keep it sеcret, cut the slack

All the time you were king Kong
The ones that mattered anyway
Can't believe it's been this long
I still think of you every day

It's pretty funny, this is kind of just a song
About, about me, really
It's all about me