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Pains of Being Pure at Heart

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I used to be such a burning example. I used to be so original. I used to care I was being careful. Made sure I showed it to those that I loved.I used to sleep without a single stir 'cause I was about my father's work.Well take me out tonight, this ship of fools I'm on will sink.A millstone around my neck, If you'd be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give.

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    cannabisconnoisseur:

    Sweet summer night and I’m stripped to my sheets
    Forehead is leaking, my AC squeaks
    And a voice from the clock says, “You’re not gonna get tired”
    My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire
    Soak my head in the sink for a while
    Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but
    My bones have to move and my skin’s gotta breathe
    You pick up the phone and I’m so relieved

    (Source: bcapfly, via flowingbubble)
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