all i want to do is write. i can't wait until i hear from susquehanna so i can officially not care about this shit anymore.

park that car/drop that phone/sleep on the floor/dream about me.
hay hay hay does anyone have download links to any black card songs? the only one i have is dr. jekyll and mr. fame. thaaaank yooouu in advance!

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may i never be complete
may i never be content
may i never be perfect

we sold our souls in dark hotel rooms
we slip tongues and lie, like "i will see you soon"s
two explorers in the dark, making maps and drawing shots

put the world on notice: i'm ruined and i know it
we threw the game from the start
i'm desperate and devoted, the secret no one told us:
my songs know what you did in the dark.

i learned to breathe underwater when i turned nine. i had to learn how to save myself. i’m still alive. how does it feel to be 20? or 25? well i can hardly remember, i just survive. so when we met i was startled, i finally awoke. blew out a breath full of water now that i’m not alone. i got a taste of the surface; i can’t let it go. i used to sink ( Read more... )

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we do the best we can in a small town
act like big-city kids when the sun goes down.