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
to the deepest thirst a drop of water looks like a rains… over a rushing river lips moisten with hope and the heart drowns with sheer re…
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
the first line wrapped itself arou… a quickly tightened noose to take his breath away a second stanza slashed down his w… like a cold razor blade of verse
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