Cross my heart and hope to die
Stick a needle in my arm
Praise the heavens, call the cops
Relax, there's no cause for alarm

This is in my head. Whole song

Living to the rhythm and I'm never gunna die.

Picture life etched in stone
Life sketched in poems
On sidewalks in dry chalk next to homes
Picture all you've left alone
And kept in reflections shown
Your dome sketched in subjective tones
Picture life on a sidewalk
frame it - so all view
all you've ever felt
try to name it - its called you

Double post but fuck it.

Explore, the power of the mind

Do i have nothing but love to say?
Do i need whiskey to start fueling my complaints?
People love to drink their troubles away
Sometimes i feel that i'd be better off that way

Maybe then i could sleep at night
I wouldn't lie awake until the morning light
This is something i'll never control
My nerves will be the death of me, i know

Say you know, but you don't
you'd love, but you won't
If you could only see the way
she loves me
maybe you would understand
why I feel this way about
our love, and what I must do
If you could only see how
how blue her eyes can be,
when she says, when she says she loves me
--Girl trouble ~ It'll do it :/

The whole song is stuck in my head.

Stern firm and young with a laid back tongue
the aim is to succeed and achieve by 21