jamesfurfaro:

I want to mug for the camera,

Black & white photoshoot,

Cigarette pressed between my lips,

That’ll last longer than you do,

You say i’m on the trajectory to being just like he is,

You must not believe in me quite like i do,

Why does that make my blood boil,

When the plant dies, i’ll cry over the soil,

I’m sure of it,

Plane ride back to my day,

The sky is high over the estate,

Caffeine in my coffee made my heart race,

But we’re okay, in this golden hour,

It’s been a winter full of golden hours,

The warmth of the sun beams, 

Rejuvenate the dopamine, 

Tonight, is feeling like nostalgia,

I’m happy, that’s our trophy, 

Keep it on the shelf until it rusts, 

‘Cause a lot of mine have been collecting dust.

surrealist-lyricist:

Medicine - Bring Me the Horizon