i can see the headlights and pavements my legs can't carry me that farrrr
Vitals /////////
Name ::Mat
Age ::Twenty Four
Body ::Five Seven and Jacked!
Status ::Single as hell!
Here for ::Friends / Girls
Orientation ::Women
Hometown ::Old Bridge
Ethnicity ::Czech/Polish
Occupation ::Student and driving instructor!
Heyyy ohhh! /////////
Music ::Pretty much everything (Emo stuff, Hardcore and Metal, Rap) anything but country, ha.
Interests ::Chillen with my friends, concerts, the beach, the gym, drinkin', movies, drivin' the lude, ballin'.. i'm such a good lover yo.
I lost all faith today in suicidal featherweights. With broken wrists and weaker fists, this is the last fight ill give away. And there’s something terrible locked in her attic, so im told. I can feel it on my face, I still feel you everywhere. And operator I cant hold much longer, I can't hold on. Cause there’s a spot by a bathroom door. I dropped so fast straight through the floor when I lost my grip on everything. Eight feet under water is where we dare. Our locked lips keep out the water and the liars full of nothing but air. So if anybody talks of me, tell them I am never coming home again. Tell them I am gone. Theres a place that I might fit in, but it reeks like where we’ve been. Perfect footprints from our feet that are haunted just by me. To the lady of the hour, liquor love is all the rage. Your skin feels way too sour and I've lost my sense of taste. And operator I cant hold much longer, I can't hold on. Theres a hole that we all fall in, where we fight for oxygen. That’s where I caught my grip and became king. Eight feet undercover, don’t forget that im here. Warm secrets under covers with new friends and your holiday lovers. So if anybody talks of me, tell them I am never coming home again. Tell them I am gone.
So if anybody talks of me, tell them I'll be gone forever without these scars that are completely invisible....
