Listening to: fear before the march of flames
Feeling: awesome
I freaking love this damn song. woot for music.
You left him sweating summer nights
Face down: foreplay in the streets
A salt to garnish his wounds
And you just danced your way home
To paint your walls with his insides
(You just smiled at your mirror and made love to your reflection as your room became streaked with rust)
And hang his life above your bed
You just love the way he would do anything for you
Watch you peel back his skin
Now he smiles holding back tears
(nothing is perfect and you will get yours)
As he's dying in his dreams
I hope you're choking in your sleep
oh, venah, you funny little one, you make me giggle like a school girl. ha, that came out weird. oh, according to people i am now a lesbien with danielle, only on tuesdays, well, every second tuesday that is. we got into a snow fight, and i tackled her. but some how i ended up more snowy than she did. no fair! but yeah people, check out the band, i think that you'll be pleasantly surprised.
the one, the only, laura michelle*
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