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it's tiring work I've found, but you never come around. family histories and bloodlines are running from themselves. I'm up to my neck, now, but you never come around. extending apathy beyond the reach of the ones who finally fell. we'll all end up in hell but hell's where I'm by myself. if the ending was rewritable, I'd write myself out.

open everything.
open your eyes and see.

fuck the point if the point just sails. hard to ignore when the point set forth is the only thing I feel. waking up half-drunk, tasting twenty cigarettes on the back of my tongue. and I'm sick of fun, at least that's what I tell myself when all the fun's done.

but you never come around.
all that weight I felt, it's gone before I even knew the weight was all I held onto.

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from we're not friends​/​/​eyes closing, released November 9, 2014

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cllctyrslf Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

post-emo // pop //
-core band from philadelphia

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