Music Enthusiast/Vinyl Loser

I don’t think that I like you anymore, I found new feelings at the feeling store.

and I cant find you at our kissing place, and I’m scared of those new pair of eyes you have…

i sat with my arms wrapped around a blanket punishing myself for every regret you are dead, but you feel more alive to me than even your god ever did

i wonder, would you mind if i strayed from the path that you set for me and led me down long ago, before you had to leave to some ocean you once had called your home i recall you in contrast with this cold

now wherever i go, i pray you go too because i need some helping hand to pull me through whether you’re an angel or death is just the end i only hope you’re proud of me, my friend