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you always said everything was black and white so why do your words bleed orange sunsets in to my black lungs my dad used to crash his cars for fun, he used to have competitions to see how many times he could roll his car, and it's been years since he's been in an accident but sometimes i can still see him speed up and i wonder if he misses the thrill or if he just can't break the habit. when we do things long enough we can never really get rid of them even when we're not thinking about it, our subconcious does all the work that's what it's like to love you i dont even have to remember to i just do you are the last three seconds of a sunset frozen in forever, you are in my veins.
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Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
it's all just sunsets, car crashes and black and white
you always said everything was black and white so why do your words bleed orange sunsets in to my black lungs my dad used to crash his cars for fun, he used to have competitions to see how many times he could roll his car, and it's been years since he's been in an accident but sometimes i can still see him speed up and i wonder if he misses the thrill or if he just can't break the habit. when we do things long enough we can never really get rid of them even when we're not thinking about it, our subconcious does all the work that's what it's like to love you i dont even have to remember to i just do you are the last three seconds of a sunset frozen in forever, you are in my veins.
kelsey-erin
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Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
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