Texty:
Suicide File The Some Mistakes You Never Stop Paying For

I used to believe That you and me Were gonna shimmer Like our spikes and chains, And that the beauty Of our brashness Spoke for itself. Spoke for itself

slow death. All the rallies and all the marches, All the fireworks and all the garbage. The politics of hate and your so called friends And I'll stop now if you

you heal me? Please tell me if you can. I'm fucking sick. I'm not sure you'd understand. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder But this time... It just made me hate you

I used to believe That you and me Were gonna shimmer Like our spikes and chains, And that the beauty Of our brashness Spoke for itself. Spoke for itself

you For the first time In two fucking years And i told you i was fine. You told me you had made it through the roughest patch And you tried to make some

If what it boils down to is that ?;you're either for us or against us? I guess I've got a tough, tough choice to make. 'Cause hollow patriotic actions

ironic the things that you think You preface them all with a nod and a wink The clothes that you wear and the words that you speak You're so fucking clever, you

Built up legends to distract us I don't give a fuck about airbrushed beauty And i don't give a shit about the cause celebre Los Angeles is where you go

The best and the brightest are rotting away Yesterday's heroes are garbage today We made the wrong choices, we took the wrong paths It's easier now just