Puders

rules:

put your music on shuffle

The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title

i sailed a wild wild sea

loving you isn't the right thing to do

thank my mom for home, thank my god for health

but i can't seem to say goodbye

so far

i'm heavy

wake up, it's morning

white shirt now red

exactly what you run from, you end up chasing

just like an old friend

i stood alone upon the platform in vain

i need another story

let's go back (let's go now)

tonight's the night we'll make history

the road gets plowed

you were born with the sky in your bones

i love you

i'm spinning in circles by the street, out of light

today i feel like normal

it's how the story goes

@calv7ncyde @harleywires @puuuders @levimustdie @levimustdie @aft3rmidknight and anyone else if u want hellooo

rules:

put your music on shuffle

The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title

Streets Like A Jungle

your baby’s falling

sometimes i wonder what i put in my soul

i’m coming apart at the seams

two jumps in a week

black fumes clouding up your mind

i could waste every night

flirting with suspicion

sister, i’m not much of a poet

we’re late, we’re late now

won’t you take this cup from me?

it’s getting late

this is not your problem now

if i retreat, words, wars, and symphonies

say, say, my playmate

are we growing up or just going down?

he left no time to regret

i went in as a patient

in the summertime

the finest clothes that you can find

Tagging: @all-of-your-imaginations , @maxxiesutton , @ofthemorningstars , euhhh anyone else

I’m waiting for the night to fall

Model house live meltdown

I used to rule the world

If you’re sleeping, are you dreaming?

I’ll hold your hand when you are feeling mad at me

I guess to you now, I’m just a face in the crowd

Maybe I bury my freedom in you

Don’t panic, no not yet

Here I am, not sure you should take a chance

Do you see the face on the TV screen?

I’m a stranger and no one

No, don’t just trust the words that I say

I’m in a winter mood, dreaming of spring now

Tired of injustice

ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Until your breathing stops

No matter what they tell you

wishes bounce me weightless

I wanna see your animal side

Through benediction