through our bleeding, we are one.
mannn i want afi to tour again soooo bad. i forgot how much i love them. soooo the weekends here, yyaaaaaayyy! murphys not doing so well, which bites. we’re pretty sure she’s on the way out, my mom just might put her down:(. i’ll miss the goofball. so anyways, not much to say. especially since i’m kind’ve trying to get out of my house so i’m gonna go. here’s a lil sumthin sumthin.
Let’s not talk about who is right
Cause I’m sick of talking about me
Let’s talk about who’s wrong
Cause you look so fucking pretty
So let’s see how much is left
To get this party off of the ground
Well it looks like it’s all gone
But I’ve had enough to mess around
Take this to the bottom of your
Cold and lonely heart and then
Take this to your grave
Cold and chlostrophobic you then
Take this to your inhaler
As you begin hyperventilating
Taking this too far because
You suck about overcompensating
Let’s not talk about the fights
Because then they’re more inevitable
Let’s talk about the agreements
Because I think feelings are mutual
So let’s see how much is left
To get our body’s off the ground
Can’t remember all of last night
But we’ll be reminded by the town
Take this to the bottom of your
Cold and lonely heart and then
Take this to your grave
Cold and chlostrophobic you then
Take this to your inhaler
As you begin hyperventilating
Taking this too far because
You suck about overcompensating
