first off ben gibbards voice is amazing.
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead to the pages of yout manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasn't quiet what it seemed...
a lack of pleasantries (my able body isn't what it used to be).
I must admit i was charmed by your advances...
your advantage left me helplessly into you.
Talking how the group had begun to splinter and i could taste your lipstick on the filter...
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns convictions every time.
My memory cannot recall...
a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette and shaved the hours off.
Lushing with the hallway concregation, my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom.
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