Pretty girl, sweet Caroline
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
She said pretty boy
Why you so afraid
She said pretty boy
You could be anything
I only have 24 hours to undo any trauma
Learned in 20 something years I'm a bum if I don't
LOL to your PTSD
Till it's DOA, OMG,
RIP what the fu- yeah well
I'm never out I'm always inside
I need a friend, need a parent, need some insight, yeah, yeah, I tied a rope to my throat tight
Almost kicked the chair and hit a nosedive yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, no one saw the signs no one heard I'm suicidal (Why's that) Cause anything sound good with a melody behind it
So why deal in ideals my eyes peal black till odds are I can't reel back from it
You say parade when I'm outta ya life
Well, there's confetti in the streets
And we bout to have a blast from it
Pretty girl, sweet Caroline
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
July Quin - Pretty Boy: Interlude Lyrics
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Pretty girl, sweet Caroline
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
She said pretty boy
Why you so afraid
She said pretty boy
You could be anything
I only have 24 hours to undo any trauma
Learned in 20 something years I'm a bum if I don't
LOL to your PTSD
Till it's DOA, OMG,
RIP what the fu- yeah well
I'm never out I'm always inside
I need a friend, need a parent, need some insight, yeah, yeah, I tied a rope to my throat tight
Almost kicked the chair and hit a nosedive yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, no one saw the signs no one heard I'm suicidal (Why's that) Cause anything sound good with a melody behind it
So why deal in ideals my eyes peal black till odds are I can't reel back from it
You say parade when I'm outta ya life
Well, there's confetti in the streets
And we bout to have a blast from it
Pretty girl, sweet Caroline
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
She said pretty boy
Why you so afraid
She said pretty boy
You could be anything
I only have 24 hours to undo any trauma
Learned in 20 something years I'm a bum if I don't
LOL to your PTSD
Till it's DOA, OMG,
RIP what the fu- yeah well
I'm never out I'm always inside
I need a friend, need a parent, need some insight, yeah, yeah, I tied a rope to my throat tight
Almost kicked the chair and hit a nosedive yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, no one saw the signs no one heard I'm suicidal (Why's that) Cause anything sound good with a melody behind it
So why deal in ideals my eyes peal black till odds are I can't reel back from it
You say parade when I'm outta ya life
Well, there's confetti in the streets
And we bout to have a blast from it
Pretty girl, sweet Caroline
We talked for hours and walked for miles
You're gone for now but someday soon
Writer: Julio Quinones
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