January 2011
64 posts
Runnin' with believers, go time for fever
and I haven't got time for you either
with your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
I take 'em home on my own.
slowly getting annoyed by everything
We feel nothing so we jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so we jump into the fog
I just hope it’s your bones that shatter, not mine
We feel nothing so we jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so we jump into the fog.
Hello I’ve waited here for you Everlong Tonight I throw myself into And out of the red, out of her head she sang Come down And waste away with me Down with me Slow how You wanted it to be I’m over my head, out of her head she sang And I wonder When I sing along with you If everything could ever feel this real forever If anything could ever be this good again The only...
