...Might Sink Ships

Your Dreams Don't Mean A Thing

Four Songs - EP

I Hate Myself - Song Three

audience of one - saosin

je déteste ton absence

we met at a place we both hate

just wait till summer

no, everything's not alright

fists fulls of rage
birthing from a deep down place

no time
for reckoning 
while my arms are moving

again, again, again, again, again, again

sun shines on skin, till we burn to dust
smoke me up

arms and legs are parted, but I’m living to tell the tale

bury my ashes in ashtrays

Living to tell the tale

Its Our Very Own Dnd Adventure!

,I Dont Like Looking at Flowers as Much as I Used Too.

I Just Need To Say Goodbye (ogversion)

Four pizza loving pals that never have pizza or gas money

just wait till summer

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