I have never seen a bad sign 
at least one I could recognize
I like coming in last place
I'm afraid of the finish line
 ask your friends what they think of me
do they hate it when I smoke weed
either way were a pretty good team
 except for when we forget to be
woah
I resurrected the starter kid
woah
and I will never be alone again
and your depth is lost in opaqueness
its been taken
the hidden angles
will make us anxious
but medication and our obsession
with football

The Dallas Cowboys- Holy Shit, We're Gonna Put Matt And Kim Out Of Business

warcraft.mp3

Slate - over line

Kindergarten- Curdle Motif

curdle motif - the cancer song

Here is the song that was originally written for the Run like a girl Febuary ep. Instead of it being a diss, my lyrics are about how, no matter what, we were all connected.. but ya know. I guess I’m the monster. 

Taking my chances 
Walking on a wire 
Made of thread 

Exchanging glances  
Standing Between  
Words misread 

We promised to build this together
And Watch these bridges burn 
But in turn 
It all burned 
It all burned 

I’ve seen the beauty between us 
I’ve seen the masks on the wall 
And I’ve seen them fall 
By fate
I’ve seen them fall 

Can’t you look me in the eyes this time 
And not show a cold shoulder 
(I’m Walking in circles
Arms spread out for a friend 
For an enemy )
Can’t we turn away from this past 
As we finally get older

Can’t you look me in the eyes this time, and not turn a cold shoulder 
(Red strings tied to our fingers
We’ll be here 
Intertwined forever 
Even if it cuts) 

Even when  it scars 

Even if I beg for you 
And you look down on me 
With knives in your eyes 
I pray to be fine 

Even if my heart breaks 
I’ll pick up the pieces 
To make us whole 

Even if it hurts me 
Even if I cry for you.. 

I pray to be fine 

And Even with the blades in my spine 
I’ll take them out so we can start again 

I’ll still take my chance 
Walking through coals 
To get to 
where you are. 
And I’ll hold out 
Lit like a fire 
Lit like a fire 


Red strings tied to our fingers 
We’ll be here 
Intertwined forever 
Even when it scars 
Even when it heals. 


It was so nice

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