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Hi I'm Nick.

"Stay. Don't Leave. The stars can't wait for your ascent."

I'm half of a dollar bill. A kid with a weak hands but strong shoulders and a foolish dream. My team lives the dream. I've been in love and it's warmer than sun. It's cold as hell sometimes too. I've never feared dying because I don't believe it's anything I'll ever have to go through. If God ever called in sick I still think we'd be ok. It's us versus all the others a lot. Down here we're all vampyr kids and everything's at stake.

the saddest song that ever lived died today

Windows down, cuz I can breathe when it’s windy
And I’m feelin’ so empty
I was resilient ‘til now
And this night, it felt like an ambush
I can’t even stand to look
Bury me in the clouds

Here’s love, and I don’t care if you’re angry
Cuz I swear that it saved me
You should let it save you
I think, that I just might be worth it
I’ll act so fuckin’ perfect
Turn old into new


These lights aren’t likely to shine my way home
And I did this on my own
And it fits me quite nice
I could be the sun’s reflection
And shine in your direction  
This midwest loneliness is cold as ice

This fire, that I swore I was bringing
Went out when I was singing
But I inhaled the ash
The embers, were cold to the touch
My head doesn’t hurt so much
We rose like flames from the crash

We could move, to Carolina or Cali
Live like gods in the valley
And pretend we’re so tough
In the sun, like there’s nothin’ else to do
I’ll still stay so close to you
The sun doesn’t shine bright enough
(no not like you do)

These lights aren’t likely to shine my way home
And I did this on my own
And it fits me quite nice
I could be the sun’s reflection
And shine in your direction  
This midwest loneliness is cold as ice 

the ghosts of all the boys
that i wish I could be
sing songs about you
whenever I try to sleep 
none of this means nothing
stop pretending like you took my breath away
as if i ever had it at all

These lights aren’t likely to shine my way home
And I did this on my own
And it fits me quite nice
I could be the sun’s reflection
And shine in your direction  
This midwest loneliness is cold as ice 


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