a weekend in nyc (video diary slash music video)

little different video this time! These are clips from my cam recorder that i took back in October when i went to New York to see gracie abrams (who was amazing) music is by me and is my previously posted song “summer in the city” bc i felt like it fit the vibes best :) which is what makes it a music video i guess hahah. just wanted to put this out there for funzies, i don’t really know much about actually recording but just wanted to try it out ! also thanks for 70 subscribers that is so cool!!!!!! hope you guys like this, lyrics in the comments!!

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lyrics:
I know I’m getting real sad
When i start fantasizing about
Living in New York City
And romanticizing busyness
You visited me in my dream again
I don’t know what it means
And honestly I’m too tired
And too sick to contemplate it
I wonder if i talk too much
I wonder if they hate my guts
When the ceiling starts spinning
And my words start slurring
But it’s summer in the city
And I’m lucky to be with you
Picking four leaf clovers in the grass
Wishing on dandelions that this will last
Drawing hearts all over my skin
Tan lines that are permanent
Dreading the winter weather
That will wash it all away
I know everything about myself
Inside and out, every inch
When I tell joke about it
Is it really obvious?
That my mind holds a dagger
And willingly turns it on itself
Holds it up when I look in the mirror
Waiting for one of us to chicken out
I wonder if I kid too much
I wonder if my word’s enough
When the world starts spinning
And my heart starts hurting
But its summer in the city
Will I always be with you
Put flowers in my hair
And watch them die so soon
A ghost looks at me in the reflection
Of your eyes watching mine
Are you searching for a sign
Of your impending doom? 

Cause I don’t think I’ve ever felt this much
And I think ive had my fill enough
Plotting my escape
Sneaking out past the guards
Cause I don’t think you’ll like me
When you get down to the core
When my heart’s in front of you
You’ll have a feeling of needing more
You’ll need more
But its summer in the city
And for now ill hold you
Ill block out our future
Out of fear for what’s true
Ill wait for you each night
As you close your eyes
Watch you as you sleep
Picture you not next to me
Cause its summer in the city
So I ought to have you
But as soon as the leaves turn brown
Ill be turning around
Watch you in the rearview mirror
Slowly fade away
A clover pressed in your notebook
Waiting for the return of me