A Failure To Nothing But An Empty Shape.
Simplicity. Art. Photography. life. Simple. Humble. Realistic. Metal. Jazz. Music.
What the fuck people actually sign up for a fuckbuddy ….. cool shit bro must be that desperate.
Braid “A Dozen Roses” (ripped from vinyl)
A dozen roses in the car and I don’t know where you are
Maybe I don’t know what I’m doing?
You’re moving like a movie, you still move me
Among the other ones and twos and threes and twenty-threes
Got to keep my conscience clean
But that hurricane what’s-her-name mentality was not for me
And never could be
‘Cause it surely brings bitter things and misery
And I say heaven hits me hard
In with the new, heaven hits me hardly
In with the news, whatever gets me started
In with the noose, have you ever had a heaven here and was it clear?
‘Cause I just wrote a letter, a confession down the ladder
that things could be so much better and through follow the leader
I met her and then another end and usually a grudge, but I loved so much
The way we touched and psuedo-kissed
Oh I already miss you singing like this over the phone
Every now and every then I tend to pretend I’m not alone
Static made old radio, now I know
Static made old radio
Heaven hits me hard, in with the new
Heaven hits me hardly, in with the news
Whatever gets me started, in with the noose
Have you ever had a heaven here and was it clearly better?thank you, Tone.
Working so hard on my butt to look like this. So far I am doing great I feel a huge difference ;)
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