CURRENTLY GOING THROUGH AN INSANE STORM AS I LISTEN TO THIS AND LOOK OUTTHE WINDOW I LOVE THIS HOLY CRAP

▪︎☆♡○•°~A spring and a storm~°•○♡☆▪︎

Spring And A Storm (Tally Hall)

& (Tally Hall)

Turn The Lights Off (Tally Hall)

2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun goodbye) will wood

I don’t owe you my heart, and I don’t owe you my body.
But you should know that I’m sorry for being careless with you.
Lord knows I owed you more, than I’m pretty sure I ever could give anybody
But I can’t pin down what normal people want from foreign objects
Bottom-shelf erotic products like me

So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arms’ length
Oh, hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake
Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough
Unlikely to be more than the coal you fail to crush

I swear I’m really trying.
Get it together, Will, know and do better
It just don’t come natural to me to think
That you’d want me for me
I swear I’m really trying
I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my best
I just haven’t learned how to be human as you are yet

I still don’t know who you are. I only know that I’m still lonely
That morbid sort where even company can’t cure me
And the more you reassure the less I trust
But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body.
Honestly thought nobody’d want it, let alone notice it’s
Gone and so I left it home but now
Now, now, now

I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head
Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends
I’ve lived more lives than enough, I haven’t died quite as much
But I’m not a real person, just the shit you can’t make up

I swear I’m really trying
I’m just as exposed if I take off my clothes 
When we make the closest thing to love that I’m capable of
I don’t know why you would care. But I’m really trying
I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my best
I just haven’t learned how to be human as you are yet

Did I really 
Have any of that gravity? Maybe you’re quicksand
Because I really couldn’t tell how deep my footprints went
The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching of that virgin heart
I’m catatonic in your arms, cryin’ “how did I cause so much harm?”

I’m down pounding my head against the kitchen floor
Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours
Don’t say “I’m sorry but this can’t go on” I know you got scars of your own,
But hide my knives before you go, I’ll either live or die alone

I swear I will die trying
I’m still in the process but I’m making progress. 
I promise I honestly want to prove improvement’s possible
I swear I’m so fucking sorry
I’m not a good person, I’m barely a person at all, but 
Someday I’ll be perfect and I’ll make up for it all

Against the Kitchen Floor

Life Of A Worry Cat.

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Worry Cat

Cannibal

They told me: look into the mirror once again,
stare into your eyes, don’t look away, my friend.
Search within your soul with honesty,
you’ll feel the need to simply be.

But I stared too long at a well so dark,
another mirror where I lost my spark.
At times I fell with courage in my veins,
at times I found just walls and chains.

And I’ve seen faces dressed as lambs,
but wolves were hiding in their hands.

Though it may sound like an anomaly,
men are stained with fear and cowardly.
Betrayal carried deep between their teeth,
for envy, for money, they sell you beneath.

To the devils who claim they are good,
to the traitors who’d see you subdued,
to the ones who would silence your voice,
dark souls who feast on your fear and your void.

It feels like things are out of control,
the planet’s bleeding, heading to the fall.
But traitors don’t care, they want you chained,
a slave to the lies that they engrained.

The TV tells you how to think and pray,
waste your life on nothing day by day.
The people blame themselves in vain,
while waiting for saviors who never came.

And I’ve seen faces dressed as lambs,
but wolves were hiding in their hands.

Though it may sound like an anomaly,
men are stained with fear and cowardly.
Betrayal carried deep between their teeth,
for envy, for money, they sell you beneath.

To the devils who claim they are good,
to the traitors who’d see you subdued,
to the ones who would silence your voice,
dark souls who feast on your fear and your void.

And when the world begins to break apart,
no water left, despair in every heart…
I hope you’ll remember what I said,
my smile will haunt you: I told you ahead.

History repeats, the flood returns,
another Noah’s tale to learn.


Though it may sound like an anomaly,
men are stained with fear and cowardly.
Betrayal carried deep between their teeth,
for envy, for money, they sell you beneath.

To the devils who claim they are good,
to the traitors who’d see you subdued,
to the ones who would silence your voice,
dark souls who feed on your fear and your void.

I hope you’ll think of me,
when it all comes crashing down,
you who spent your days trying to drown my voice.

I hope you’ll remember what I said

Tally Hall - All of my friends

Spring and a Storm

Spring and a Storm - Tally Hall

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