[FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]And I'm not trying To lose my mind But I couldn't say That I would mind You only see What you want to see And I don't want you to see me[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]I don't know what I'm doing tonight I never know what I'm doing tonight And I never have plans When it turns to night 'Cause I don't do nothin' But stay inside[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]And I open my eyes And everything's blue From the top of the sky To underneath you Ain't trying to do more Than just sit here I can look in your eyes And tell you're sincere[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]And we're dropping it off And we're not coming back 'Cause we're trying to get lost We both know that You can gather the wine And I'll carry the shade And we'll dine in the pine Of the Golden Age[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]I'm unlocking the doors And we'll go to the roof 'Cause the stories we told Are becoming the truth Just put out your hand And I'll take it in mine Walk down to the center Of the wind and shine[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Segoe UI][SIZE=16px]We'll take a swig And we'll lie right down We'll become all the colors Of each others sounds We can pick one up And we can let it fly 'Cause in the Golden age We'll never die[/SIZE][/FONT]
I was on my way to heaven when you died, I was racing up the express lane, I was cheating HOV lanes, I made it to the gate in record timing, I quickly threw my hazards on, no bother finding parking, I was on my way to heaven when you died.
I was dressed in all black and I hoped, that nobody would notice me, or the bolt cutters I was hiding, underneath my oversized jacket, I snuck around the back and broke you out When the guards weren't looking, I was on my way to heaven when you died.
But then it was all over, they got us surrounded, they beat us with batons, cuffed us and threw us in the car, when I wake up I want to talk to a lawyer, I demand a fair and speedy trial.
Where do people go when they die? How do you keep them alive? How do you make sure that something like this won't ever happen again? Not to any other friends.
How could a perfect human run out of luck, when there's just so many horrible people screaming "jackpot!", I cannot help but fear the thing I can't control, the things I'll never know.
You're just saying this to try to retain cool points. At regular speed it drones, at half speed it's unlistenable,, at one-and-a-half speed it becomes the best modern punk band.
Yeah, hard to argue with that. I don't really mind any part of emo hipster faggots but the vocals do some off as kinda over the time. I got used to it after a while tho
The difference between Beach Fossils and Cloud Nothings is B.F. is the guy who went into his philosophy course because he think it's interesting because THC, and C.N. is the guy who is basically a frat boy but thinks he's toofratforfrat so is "deep and brooding", and thought "deep and brooding" was what a philosophy course implied. Peach Kelli Pop is like I'M IN YOUR SCHOOL TOO GUYS MAYBE I'M GETTING A DEGREE IN SOCIOLOGY BUT I'LL LAUGH AND BE CUTE WHEN YOU SAY COOL THINGS. She'd probably fall more for C.N. because of the shallowness of it's deepness. Omfg antonym sentence. Wavves is the guy who dropped out of highschool and plays basketball by himself, gets laid once every 3 months but doesn''t give enough of a fuck to be anything except happy.
I like to compare people to drugs combined with situations:
Cloud Nothings is drinking blue ribbon in your one room apartment crying about an ex girlfriend and masturbating with the tears Beach Fossils is a being on cough syrup and zoning out emotionlessly staring at a bunch of birds in your backyard Peach Kelli Pop is watching Sailor Moon after stealing 3 of mom's codienes Wavves is longboarding on ritalin and drawing swastikas on McDonald's bathroom stalls with sharpie
Psycho bitch goes to the school as a psychology major because she's trying to figure out what's wrong with her, doesn't talk to anybody, nobody talks to her because she looks like she pinches her cat, and writes poetry about being a dictator in her hello kitty journal. She = watching Adult Swim at 2A.M. high on PTSD and her own thoughts from watching too much sadistic pornography.