now i’m lost in this hole and i’m sure i am stuck
and i can’t run away ‘cause i’m lazy as fuck.
so i sit on the floor as i gather my thoughts
and they’re full of broken promises that only piss me off.
well i lost control when i was only a boy,
the world taught me angst when i deserved joy.
now i’m breaking down as i struggle to breathe,
‘cause i believe in a god who won’t believe in me.
Island Of The Misfit Boy // Front Porch Step
No matter how cute or nice he is if he calls you any type of flavor that you use in your coffee then you need to cut that shit quick fr
Front Porch Step “Island Of a Misfit Boy”