ancient artifacts receive a fresh new look 'round here tapping into nature, the video store declines our cards and our stars are not aligned tonight,
can we make it out of this one with all our limbs attached because i don't want to go to surgery for anymore repairs on my once nieve heart that is barley
the sun is always warmer when we're not in winter the ice is always melting when you're already falling to the sidewalks cursing up a storm praying
we're riding a low, a slow pace where we have to grow up we're riding a low where the blood thins from those long nights the room spins as i watch