when the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree by the river of truth, and tell the whole world: no, you move.
I think there’s a pretty good chance that things are never going back to normal.
No one else dies.
My silhouette is fading
Past the point of safe return
Now my body’s aching
As both ends of the candle burn
Got anything else we need to be paranoid about?
Come and get your love…
do you ever get really motivated to do something and you get really excited about it and then when you get home you’re just like nah
it literally stresses me out how much good music there is that i still haven’t listened to
S o l d i e r o n, s o l d i e r o n….
Keep your heart close to the ground
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