it's the end of the world party but i've got some aspirin for tomorrow
i'm long lost and not sure how far
cry yourself to hell,
you are my awkward pause...
always on and never off.
except for all the time
can't grant any wishes but someday i'll make you cry
oh the one that got away
this felt like kicking it old school.
from nothing at all, ashes even, he rises
Posted by yrs&mn at 9:59 PM
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