thefireballkid

a biting draft comes in through the screen

winter is here, summer is dying

part of me is already dead

the rest is laboring exhaustively to preserve itself

one year ago and i still miss you

not like i used to

sometimes more, mostly less

you avenged yourself, and it made me love you less

thank you

title and registration comes on the radio

the song makes me raw again

it reminds me of our somber demise

when the song ends, i play it relentlessly,

heart feeling like it will bore a hole through my sternum

and plunge to the floor in a selfish act of coronary suicide

a year too late, can't let it happen now

i used to love this album

fuck

i probably won't sleep tonight