Luis Neer - DEAR lyrics

when you texted me ‘i want to make art with you' i thought the text said ‘i want to make out with you' it's pretty late and my brain feels wobbly i hope i'm not re-writing my last book i don't know which book is my last one listening to perfume genius and rattling my turtle bracelet i want my whole life to have such an overly ‘autumn' vibe that my tears become dead leaves and my cum turns into apple cider