onsdag 21 december 2011

You were a house on fire, and I couldn't understand why. Burn me all down to the ground, you said, the fire is on the inside.


For when we’re burning inside, for when we’re trying to hide that fact,
this is for the scalps that we went after, to be only the best dressed,
to scrape another notch on our belts, add another feather to our headress.

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