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Audio post reblogged from Something More Like A Feeling
I can’t think in this city
But I remember
I know every story that it ever told me
Well, I got the blueprint
To create my own myth
That’s what made it tragic
Like a summer snowdrift(Source: imfuckinupmylifeforrockandroll)
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I can’t live in this city
But I’ll probably die here
Maybe that’s how you feel
Like a poisoned cornfield
Like a best friend backstabbed
An abandoned train track
We’re living straight-lined
Are you one of my kind?
