
Lonely Road
Getting lost on the way
I hear you
In the know
99 miles away
Ain’t a doubt along the way
That would make me long for yesterday
Viva la Rebellion
Lonely Road
Getting lost on the way
I hear you
In the know
99 miles away
Ain’t a doubt along the way
That would make me long for yesterday
The birds are in the trappers
And the plastic in the waters
I pray for you
But nothing comes
I’m in too deep
Expirimentalizing
With my eyes fixed on the horizon
Always dreaming and devising
Unceasingly seeking
Never compromising
Taking out stitches is harder than I thought. I got the most annoying ones. But there’s still some invisible ones in there. Will they fall out if I leave them? Shoot… I don’t wanna go ta NYU. Does urgent care take out stiches?