coming down has proven hard.. from chairs stacked high but i'm not looking very far. we're both so quick to look down form our stack, but we'll never ever see the shit thats on our own back. save your breath don't waste it on me. look to your left more of the same is all you'll see. were no better than the rest. its the same smoke that lies in both of our chests. i breath in deep. i close my eyes. i just want to find two nine six five.
*we are all fuck ups. no one has any right to be a dick to some one because they don't agree with the mistakes they are making. we all get bored, we all get tired, we all get angry, we all get lonely, we all get angsty, we are all looking for something, we are all trying to find ourselves, we all want to know where to go and what to do. we all go about filling our voids in different ways. i wish we all [including me] could not be dicks about the way our loved ones deal with what we are all are going through.
**this is not about anyone one, two, or three people so don't be a dork and get pissed off haha
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coming down has proven hard from chairs stacked high but i'm not looking very far. we're both so quick to look down form our stack, but we'll never ever see the shit thats on our own back. save your breath don't waste it on me. shit, look around we're all you'll see. we'll send each other to hell till theres nothing left. its the same smoke that fills both of our chests. i breath in deep. i close my eyes. i want to find two nine six five. i want to be dreaming. (two nine six five) dreams dont hold regret. regret is holding me. ill never open my eyes again i never want to see. i want to be deaming of home.
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