and swim the same ocean
and eat the same taco bell
but we’re worlds apart.
we breathe the same air
and dump in the same outhouse
we use the same tubes
but my mail never reaches yr in box.
i feel like you made a rule against me.
i feel like your provider thinks im selling something.
i aint selling nothin.
what do i got.
the moon?
we have the same moon.
but damn yrs wanes nice