i tried to grab you and found you huge tried to hop and found you broke tried to hug and found you died how do i say? how do i say again that Even if all the way long back to start i would still choose you even when i know we would die you were dead and we never work
You’re made up of these sad little songs, musical notes are flying from the scales directly into each and every atom of your body you play them with the broken strings of your soul you play them with the greatest pain one can bare and I love them. I listen to them with my veins I let them get into my blood, I let them get to the heart and then all over again Through my body.
I love them, I love their pain, their lyrics I love the way they hurt while they make me happy.