Shitty Double Kickflips

Your dads on the phone with the
Hospital where your mom is getting sober

Wipe your nose on my sleeve
The crusty parts scraping on my wrist sang me to sleep

You want help but you know
Your shitty double kickflips won't save you at all

Mouth stained with orange soda
We climbed radio towers before she went in a coma

Gnawed flesh from the peel
Wasn't addicted to him just the way he made me feel

We're chasing the highs
And hiding from the lows
You're the only thing I know

And is it harder to breathe with all the tubes shoved into your throat
(I don't know)
I know you need a or b but do you want some of my type o
(I hope so)
I wanna skate with you one more time
(Before I wake up)
Flashbacks to gap teeth on your bike