Smoke Signals

necrologio:

HAVE HEART - Bostons

Too afraid to stay, too smart to not leave, 
Too young to be a bird who forgot to sing.

immoralpath:

Cruel Hand - One Cold Face

So constructive in your misfortune
The mastermind of your own destruction
Feeling so small
They start to crawl to the shelter of shadows
Cast by those bound to fall
What they don’t know
keeps them chained to ground
Never willing to leave or even look out
The look in their eye says ready to die
Caught in a race for the casket to lie

I see their faces everyday
One thousand words in one cold face

This is a vice for those who are viceless
A way out from the world for those without ways out
Distraction for some without ways to numb
Everything that comes when under the sun
This is my vice amongst other vices
A means to ignore the whole world that surrounds us
This is my vice amongst other vices
A means to ignore the whole world

I see their faces everyday
One thousand words in one cold face
One cold face

One Cold Face

hxcsongoftheday:

Touche Amore - Honest Sleep

Bam!

“My reputation is the same its been and I don’t care what happens

I read the book so I know the end”

jakeexclamationpoint:

Bane - Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda

“Probably never shoulda even opened my mouth
And I had no right to say what anything meant to you
I’m still trying to figure out what it all meant to me
We all know sometimes I speak too quickly
Been known for choosing all the wrong words”