no one knows how it got this far
but like the
When I was five we'd play doctor and hide out
she's at the border time turning slower finally over driven
She's a big girl so she lets go
I'm hers
i dont know why you make me cry you mean
I can count these lost days on my fingers pressed
I'm falling
lost in my own awareness
deep down I hope i'm
i dont really give it any worry anymore i've already
Doll crush this schoolboy
With eyes that light up my darkend
Get the shit about it's only skin deep
Times the quarters
Back in Lincoln Park where I was mostly raised
Hanging
Jackie's hands are on top and everything's on count
The captain
I just can't stand it
Is everyone so fucking bored
a mindless
i remember it was never this hard to talk before
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