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Feelin’ foamy today:
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- Margaret Tate: What am I allergic to?
- Andrew Paxton: Pine nuts. And the whole spectrum of human emotion.
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A more perfect song for Will Herondale does not exist.
The lyrics. Just read them.
I mean. fuck.
Behind Blue Eyes - LIGHTS (originally The Who)
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
No one knows what it’s like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyeshey, don’t mind me just crying over here
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yum
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About me
im holding my breath
because with you
i never know
what
to
expect
heather kristinn juliana martin
