I dried my eyes now i crust them with sleep. i'll crust them over.
She begged me "dont hate me". she spun me a story
Where winning looks like loosing and i'm winning every time. so thread spools sweetie, get ready.
Until my silk is sold.

Growing up.
Yeah, i'll myself a new.

I've dried my eyes. now it's "rushmore". i'm deep with futures like chicago.
Glenview never meant a thing to me, she never meant a thing to me except for putting idealists in body bags.
Forget it, i'll go out tonight to piss on her doorstep
And listen to the misfits "where eagels dare" to swallow whole.

Growing up.

I guess im on my own.

• Calm Before The Storm
• Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
• Dead On Arrival
• Grand Theft Autum(Where Is Your Boy)
• Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy
• Grenade Jumper
• Growing Up
• Honorable Mention
• Last Good Part Of Town
• Moving Pictures
• Saturday
• Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Wer
• Short, Fast, And Loud
• Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To D
• The Pros And Cons Of Breathing
• Yule Shoot Your Eye Out

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