And all the puddles that I decided to explain
And I heard there's a funeral for your name
And they say their lies are better than the tests
And when you came back you killed me with a kiss
Like a glorious fight I wish I missed
Oh shit, I guess I'm in love with the fucked up kid
"f" wrist
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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i love this song!
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