It’s such a sad thing, but not a bad thing,
when something’s haunting your sacred scene
And what’s the purpose of getting drunker
when something’s missing the second time?
Nothing changes how it used to be
Afraid to dismiss,
we have to insist that broken windows aren’t broken hearts
I found the secret:
we’re bound to forget
There’s a party on the east side,
can i get a ride?
FOXCITY. Wrecking Ball Bento Pose