26.5.09

i'm concerned with corruption, making friends and the blood on your hands

i dont have to fucking impress you
she drunk herself into an asylum
and killed butterflies along the way,
just so you would look up from your tattered newspaper and microphone stand.
I, I just think you don't care
we've left things for you to discover (fall fall fall)
it was the only thing they ever did before they fell asleep.
you're always waiting for something, and
it just never ends. (cross cross cross)
finders arent keepers - theyre losers.
finders arent keepers - theyre weepers.
(63, mourning).