a little bno in the mornin.. the one thing that i'll never get is how you turned out like all the rest, but I can take it - I can take it, I'll watch your blood run thin through infected wounds and softened scars again - its my favorite kind of day filled with the things we fear, find us where we sleep and f_ck us where we breathe
the way I let you fade awaytoday was my favorite kinda of day-boysnightout
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