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Shitty Friend

I have no idea why, but I can't get this scent out of my nose. It smells like my old friend's uncle's swimming pool. The one I used to visit those years ago. But I don't go there anymore because I don't have the same friends I did before. I was always bad at m...

Sleeping

I slept through most of the sun today as if I never cared for what birds have to say. Calling quits inbetween coughing fits from the tar in my lungs I welcome to stay. Won't you humor me and indulge the cliche, I'm quiet cause I got nothing to say. It persists...

Small Talk

I'm alone again and who would have thought that I am still the kid everyone left and forgot? But at least my bed is comfortable so I guess that I am too. I'll wrap myself up in blankets and in thoughts made of you. And things could get so much better and so mu...

Talkative

Your really cute and I'm pretty shy. I get so nervous around yet I don't know why. But I could never get a word from whatever you go on and on about. You're in a talkative mood but I just wanna watch your lips move. Don't wanna seem rude so I smile, nod, and a...

Teenage Angst Song #(Really big number) in the key of C# Maj.

I go to bed every night but I don't get an ounce of sleep. Because I'm too busy thinking about how one day I'll be stuck in a coffin and how that comforts me. And I know I shouldn't take comfort in such morbid things, but my self loathing has proven to be too...

Threshold

Under the ground from where I stand lie my dead dreams of holding your hand. And since I just can't live love, you were right to give up. So make your mistakes and I'll make mine then cough it up to wasted time. Exhausted and tongue tied, atlas shrugged...

What if god...

What if god was just a bus? Blowing gaskets in our caskets dust. And every axle starts to rust on its way home. And if god was just a bus killing kids that wanna cuss then I guess death's just a must on its own. Yeah, my god is good. And I know to bow down whe...

Wholesomely lonesome

Wholesomely lonesome but I know I'll get by because I feel my best between hellos and goodbyes. And the serious star that shines bright in the sky, so will I. And if I were buried acquainted with flies I'd've never of known of the world in your eyes. I don't i...