if it's in my chest, it's now in your hands. i don't wanna hear a word, but i do. go to hell, who needs you? i say this because i don't believe you. take my words the way i'm taking yours. it's not fair, you know me, but you can't even hear me. listen once, and listen close to me. even a heart transplant wouldn't show you how i feel...would it baby?

i should have known it all along.
actually, i somewhat expected it.
i will never believe a single word you say ever again.
and this is the last time i will talk about it, ever.







you made my decision for me, by the way.

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tell that girl i'll leave you alone now. like a stove, i'll turn my love down. supra and the prophet are both in the business of souls. i wanna scream 'i love you' from the top of my lungs, but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me. i wanna scream 'i love you' from the top of my lungs. but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me. you can only blame your problems on the world for so long. before it all becomes the same old song. as soon as we hit the hospital i know we're gonna leave this town.

release the volts straight to my mind, because i have seen the world. in chaos and all its beauty. now i wonder which i prefer seems the world is more real in crisis but it's still amazes how many people don't know who they are. running reckless a human race to the end of time. now bring the chaos. i'd pray to the sky, but god wasn't there. mother fuckers. force the numbers. a subtle chance has gone, and passed a moment from the grave can bring you to reality. a flawless example how security in life brings no morals, proof that life is a lie and it's what we want. We arent afraid to know. we're afraid to question. we are afraid to question, we aren't afraid to know.

i really think you should stop thinking i'm so naive.

 

in musicals, there's always a happy ending. but in life, sometimes, you end up missing what you left behind. whether it's your roomate, or the time you spent with your child, or even the music that you used to hear in your head.
-J.D. [scrubs]

if home is where the heart is, then we're all just fucked. i can't remember, i can't remember, and want it so bad.







and it's kind of funny. the way we're wearing anchors on our shirts, when being anchored or bored just feels like a curse.

i don't know what i've done, or if i like what i've begun. but something told me to run, and honey you know me it's all or none. there were sounds in my head, little voices whispering, that i should go and this should end. oh, and i found myself listening. because i don't know who i am, who i am without you. all I know is that I should, and i don't know if i could stand another hand upon you. all i know is that i should, because she will love you more than i could. she who dares to stand where i stood. see i thought love was black and white. that it was wrong or it was right, but you ain't leaving without a fight. and i think i am just as torn inside. and i won't be far from where you are if ever you should call. you meant more to me than anyone i ever loved at all. but you taught me how to trust myself and so i say to you: this is what i have to do.

"Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable."