I guess it’s gonna be one of those nights.
uninspired and alone
Young and full of runnin’, tell me where’s that taken me? Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity. Love is really nothin’ but a dream that keeps wakin’ me. From all of my tryin’ we still end up dyin’, how can it be?
Don’t say a word just come over and lie here with me, ‘cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see. I want you so bad I’ll go back on the things I believe. There, I just said it: I’m scared you’ll forget about me.
So young and full of runnin’, all the way to the edge of desire. Steady my breathing, but silently screaming, I have to have you now. Wired and I’m tired, think I’ll sleep in my clothes on the floor. Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours.
Don’t say a word just come over and lie here with me, ‘cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see. I want you so bad I’m going back on the things I believe. There, I just said it: I’m scared you’ll forget about me.
Now and then I pace my place. I can’t retrace how I got here. I cheat and lie to check my fates, It’s slightly harder than last year. Then all at once it gets hard to take. It gets hard to fake what I won’t be. ‘Cause one of these days I’ll be born and raised and it’s such a waste to grow up lonely.
I still have dreams, they’re not the same. They don’t fly as high as they used to. I saw my friend, he’s in my head, and he said, “you don’t remember me, do you?” Then all at once it gets hard to take. It gets hard to fake what I won’t be. ‘Cause one of these days I’ll be born and raised and it’s such a waste to grow up lonely.
I still got time. I still have faith. I call on both of my brothers. I got a mom. I got a dad, but they do not have each other. So ride on up, and take your place. Show your face to the morning. ‘Cause one of these days you’ll be born and raised and it all comes on without warning.
Tattoooooo(:
sick and tired of being sick and tired.
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played in the tide pools this morning (Taken with Instagram at Laguna Beach)
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When your parents used to count to 3 when you were in trouble.
Them: “ONE.”
You:
Them: “TWO.”
You:
Them: “THR-“
You:
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mm rainy days<3 #starbucks #rain (Taken with instagram)


