you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for

on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster

she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still

every song smoking drinking partying with

heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me

all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly

(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life

isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead

when she doesn’t love you the guts are pulled out from insid… life spills from the bones and your heart forgets to beat you become a ghost

so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy