Monday, March 24, 2014

take that money and watch it burn

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

Lately I 've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars


Monday blues. Got home tired and stoned. I'm just sitting here, growing my hair and sipping coffee while I listen to One Republic in acoustic.


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