Texty:
The Lawrence Arms

Your arms) Can I lay in Your arms God (Lord, I want You to just hold me in Your arms) Can I lay in Your arms (Breathe on me, yeah) (Safety in Your arms

no more smile and no more outrage apathy pervasive emotions narcoleptic no more smiles since fucking sunday sinking feelings drinking early stinking septic

bright and burning blue, stretch your arms out above me. i know that you still love me like you did. copper brown and orange red burn the words that i

Passive, Aggressive, Confessing, Repressive Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive i've stumbled into something and i don't know what it is

"Are You There, Margaret? It's Me, God" They told me where to go (And I always follow) They told me what to do (I swallowed every drop down) They told

the sky burns black blue bruised over these lights from the station, these shitty cars, these liquor store signs. let's walk and pretend that we're at

is it hard for you to sleep at night? the battle glowing in your smile and is it hard to tie perfection in a tie? is it just too hard to say goodbye

jackknifed, my strife, take it easy, sit outside. i just died one thousand times yesterday. lay down. drown out, drowning in these cries and shouts. changing

he shuffled up a pair of surfer slippers and an old tweed blazer. asked you for a quarter and you looked the other way. he leaned up against the tow zone