the times we’d spoke, all the
spots where we’d smoke
it feels like i was dreaming
the streetlights they were gleaming
close your door
dodge the clothes on your floor
it feels like i was dreaming and then
i woke up hal…
Good soup
ahhhh it still hurts so much
every time i listen to this, the quiet part actually reminds…
im so happy i jus found a new fav song