I wanna lover I dont have to love.
i wanna boy so drunk he doesn't talk.
here is the kid with the chemicals.
I gota hunger and i can't seem to get full.
I need some meaning i can memorize.
what kind of have hard slips my mind.
but you but you
such pretty words 
but life's no story book
loves an excuse to get hurt
and to hurt
do you like to hurt
i do
i do
then hurt meeeeeee
then hurt me 
then hurt me
then hurt me

-bright eyes

Kirby Costa Campos