I hate it when people post song lyrics in their journals, but I’m a big hypocrite, so there.

I’ve been crying
for forty-eight days
wastin the sum­mer away
fever begin as I stick to my bed
100 degrees of you in my head
but I’m still smiling
through my maybelline
I’m still tracin’
the pic­tures that I see
all look some­thing like this:
some­thing beautiful
exists
just out of sight
THE FUTURE WILL BLOW YOUR MIND (x2)
My pre­dic­tion of you and I
The future will will blow your mind
Feel the moment of weakness
for beau­ti­ful broken
the oceans will speak
my world will split open
The future will will blow your mind
The future will come alive

I’ve been driving
for 48 miles
I haven’t been tired for a while
Zero spinning
songs that stick to my ribs
100 percent
of you in the mix
but I’m still smiling
through my maybelline
cause there’s some sort of break
some­thing beautiful
awaits

The future … come alive (see above)

Zero spin­nin’
some­thin beautiful
exists

Some kind of voodoo
Some kind of hoodoo
you’re read­ing my mind
Now there’s no one to talk to
(some­thing about) tangles
(some­thing about) wrangles
This is only a test
an emo­tion­al walkthrough
The secrets we keep
by the moun­tains we reach
Feel the lump in my throat
you’ll be creamin’ your jeans

The future … come alive (see above)