Shout-out to the lovers and the fighters.
The heart breakers and music makers.
To the kid in the back corner or
The ones who stand in the front.
Here's to the friends I've lost and gained
Here's to the believers and the ones who don't.
To my craziness and to yours
Here's to Hate I don't adore.
Here's to teachers and preachers,
(I can't thank you enough)
To the wild child
To the frustrating sisters and brothers
Here's to the believers and the ones who don't.
Shout-out to the ones past.
To the inanimate objects gone
Here's to the fake smiles and fake cries
to the who thinks it's all "okay!"
To the hurt and weary,
To the joyful and merry,
To the hungry and sleepy,
And most importantly
Here's to the Believers and the ones who Don't.
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 11:21 PM UTC
Shout-out to the lovers and the fighters.
The heart breakers and music makers.
To the kid in the back corner or
The ones who stand in the front.
Here's to the friends I've lost and gained
Here's to the believers and the ones who don't.
To my craziness and to yours
Here's to Hate I don't adore.
Here's to teachers and preachers,
(I can't thank you enough)
To the wild child
To the frustrating sisters and brothers
Here's to the believers and the ones who don't.
Shout-out to the ones past.
To the inanimate objects gone
Here's to the fake smiles and fake cries
to the who thinks it's all "okay!"
To the hurt and weary,
To the joyful and merry,
To the hungry and sleepy,
And most importantly
Here's to the Believers and the ones who Don't.
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