- baby: i..i.....i
- mom: you what honey? you need something?
- baby: i..it's not me, it's you actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me i'm just a racehorse on the track send me back to the glue factory always thought i'd float away and never come back but i've got enough miles on my car to fly the boys home on my own but you know me: i like being all alone and keeping you all alone and the charts are boring and the kids are snoring and the girl's in a sling you say you're not listening and i said i'm wishing... and i said... i said...
do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
Do you ever get really into another band and you feel like you’re cheating on your favorite band
"I don’t like Fall Out Boy"
"My Chemical Romance Sucks"
"All time low is a shit band"
"Bring me the Horizon is crap"
"How can you even listen to Pierce the Veil!?"
"Panic! at the Disco’s some poser shit"