Where does the time go, where does the time go?
It always tries to bring me back to you. The Burg's filled with grime dope, but I'm healing fine though.
Shaken like a cracked kaleidoscope. Reaping what I've sewn. I've done it with eyes closed. Slay me til the last bit of life shows.
If hearts bleed True Blue, I'll always need somebody like you.
To scare out all my ghosts, I could say the same for you.
From the darkness that I'm living in, to the harness you've been breaking in.
The closest thing to giving in, to the mark that's under your chin.
While I'm suffering. I've been suffering. I'm still suffering. Skin is toughening.
Where does the mind go? Blown right out the window. If only I could read this back to you.
Drain out the Olde Crow, with colors of Indigo. For sure, I bit off more than I can chew.
If hearts bleed True Blue, I'll always need somebody like you.
I could say the same for you.
I could stay the same for you.
Thanks for helping me get through separating with the first person I had a real relationship with. Manages to be excellent sad pop punk a la The Story So Far except with an actual singer and lyrics that aren’t misogynistic like TSSF and so many bands of that cohort. dirtycommiescum
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