day after day i say "maybe tonight"..
after all, two wrongs were never too wrong to make it right.
it might be okay.
even if im not doing as well as they say.
but then again, what the hell do others know?
i've made a prison of this vessel, suffering more and more from something i could care less to show.
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
day after day i say "maybe tonight"..
after all, two wrongs were never too wrong to make it right.
it might be okay.
even if im not doing as well as they say.
but then again, what the hell do others know?
i've made a prison of this vessel, suffering more and more from something i could care less to show.
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