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I've been pouring my inconsistencies down the throats of girls who don't mean shit to me. I've been shoving my tongue down rabbit holes just to find out where the hell they go.

But if a body is just a body, then I'll take all that I can get. And if your body is just a body, then open up and let me in.

Who put these thoughts in my head? Was it god or just the past things I've said?

Where's my head?

It's with my old friends. It's with you in the front seat. I left it at the bottom of the bottle staring back at me.

It's in their coffee cups. It's in their cigarettes. I can't get up without a fucking kick to the neck.

It's in those carpet stains. It's in those rainy days. So fuck your empty tank I've got these arms and legs and my bike if I need it.

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Four piece emo/indie made up of kids who shouldn't have ended up in a four piece emo/indie band but did anyways.

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