stressed, depressed, and band obsessed

unhealthy and too far gone

in love and loved but hopelessly so

too many emotions, not enough music

made a few promises, broken a few hearts

i said i'd fight back, i didn't say that i'd fight fair.

can you tell by the look in our eyes? we're going nowhere.

middle fingers up if you don't give a ********

give up, 'cause you're making it so much worse.

music gets it

filled with more hate than i know what to do with

one time i met AUSTIN CARLILE