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@atjamie | Writer at AppAdvice.com | Podcaster | I am not to be trifled with.
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@atjamie | Writer at AppAdvice.com | Podcaster | I am not to be trifled with.
Extinction a livid expression of tomorrow tracing elements affixed to the sky in blades of glory destined for execution.
So we made it To the same end of the road.. And we picked up lots of chicks and Pots of Gold..
Moulded by the sun, With loaded guns, Thrown into a pit with no-where to run. A horde of vultures, All picking at one corpse; With only it's head left. Gargoyles; we're here to stay.
Close enough when lone atoms rise like ships, how can you tell what is me and what is the air surrounding. Two atoms must touch each other, what is there in nothing.
There are worlds within worlds that keep rotating And so many thoughts that flow through my mind If this universe is really shrinking We will be together in time.
A really beautiful song by Brand New called Play Crack The Sky. I wanted to share my favourite lyrics from it. If you haven't heard it, it's a must.
Lady sings for love. For whiskey and white wine. Never mixed together. But apart they do just fine. Lady sings for politics. For silence and for pills. One leading to the other.
To be or not to be..
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