while the wind blew.
like the blue skies.
and the
when i looked at you, every void was filled.
i
with every step, we come closer to our demise. how
i wasn't sure if you were an angel, until i
will you be there for me when this levie breaks,
i'll rob them of the thousands of steps they've taken,
i can't believe it's all my fault. cause now i'm
For now I'm choking on these words. And yet I've
No moshing. No spitting. No fun. Yr punk rock scene's
we both were so happy. so happy. so happy i
i'm waking up, another morning wasted.
we watched the smoke
the sunrise, open your eye, and feed me the sun.
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