waiting. i'm waiting for the day to come and say when it's ready to take me to the other side of this destitute continent and give to me the truths that's it's been promising around every corner...hiding around every lightpost and billboard.
my one is sitting in the place where we'll be two and at long last in the same fucking city....
the excitement and the lights are keeping me awake.........when i sleep i read letters i've yet to write to a girl who will know what i mean and staple it to her heart while bleeding out her ears with happiness...and joy i knowing things she can't tell her own soul go unquestioned and understood in our house.
my one is sitting in the place where we'll be two and at long last in the same fucking city....
the excitement and the lights are keeping me awake.........when i sleep i read letters i've yet to write to a girl who will know what i mean and staple it to her heart while bleeding out her ears with happiness...and joy i knowing things she can't tell her own soul go unquestioned and understood in our house.
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grass is always greener?
or did i misunderstand you?
hmm..