12:23 am - Oh Insomnia.
I'm doing random sets of push ups,
To forget about the past.
I'm doing shots of all the places,
Hoping that they last.
My lips are chapped from all this breathing,
Chugging water bottle's blood.
And Hamlet ain't got nothing,
on King Laios' son.
Changing Changing Changing?
No son, you can't change the past.
The moments are stuck in time,
and in your head they will last.
A fire that has burned out,
this feeling boils your blood.
Remember you can look back,
But don't burn yourself in it son.
Current Music: Bright Eyes - "Hit The Switch"
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