i think you've broken in
i think you've reached intersection
i think
am i missing something in the way you said to
am i confusing you with lots of stuff with no
it's raining on the other side of these walls. the
i dreamt this was a castle. i was stuck by
eight hundred miles for you. eight hundred miles for me.
it's harder to tell / with all this floor /
you always wear black. you always talk back. you only
is it ok if i don't go out i know
Waited up all night next to the radio. Locked up
I'm further than a mess. My emotions are just madness.
And
the weapon is not your out all / loaded and
today i saw a girl push a boy down. i
parental stereo / mute / pointed to an instrumental voice
put the cans safely back on the shelf. take a
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