Say you want to leave me.
Ha, oh, pushing enervates in some way orbiting right through hell long egresses silently sleep.
And when the sun is going down, I can take a taxi into town and the waiter at the restaurant sets a table just for one.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need a cigarette. My response to everything; you can tell from that rattle in my throat, scratch, scratch when I lower my voice.
Sunshine bleeding, god I hate
what?
Fuck, most things. Watch me break down, fucking spectator sport, I swear. It's in my nature in my nature in my nature
to be changing.
Everyone looks so jaded and burnt out, but maybe it's a game? Eh... dressed in b l a c k across the table with that kind of youthful glee that shows through young goths. God help us all. But he won't, you know? I tried to ask, but he didn't listen. Doesn't doesn't matter, but that's okay because it doesn't...
I remember when this band was nothing. Back when Epitaph records came to Maui and had Malice in Wonderland help organize the show -- what did Jay say about that? I can't fucking remember. I don't believe that a single try will make me see the light.
Dear livejournal, emo, emo, emo.
Hah. I'll just laugh at it all like I always do because it's easier to laugh along with everyone else.
Things so busy in here. I have class? In a little bit...
Enough time to sit out near the emo kids and smoke a cigarette and ignore them terribly.
And when the sun is going down, I can take a taxi into town and the waiter at the restaurant sets a table just for one.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need a cigarette. My response to everything; you can tell from that rattle in my throat, scratch, scratch when I lower my voice.
Sunshine bleeding, god I hate
what?
Fuck, most things. Watch me break down, fucking spectator sport, I swear. It's in my nature in my nature in my nature
to be changing.
Everyone looks so jaded and burnt out, but maybe it's a game? Eh... dressed in b l a c k across the table with that kind of youthful glee that shows through young goths. God help us all. But he won't, you know? I tried to ask, but he didn't listen. Doesn't doesn't matter, but that's okay because it doesn't...
I remember when this band was nothing. Back when Epitaph records came to Maui and had Malice in Wonderland help organize the show -- what did Jay say about that? I can't fucking remember. I don't believe that a single try will make me see the light.
Dear livejournal, emo, emo, emo.
Hah. I'll just laugh at it all like I always do because it's easier to laugh along with everyone else.
Things so busy in here. I have class? In a little bit...
Enough time to sit out near the emo kids and smoke a cigarette and ignore them terribly.