Wherever it goesss I always know..

That you make me smile please stay for a while now

Just take your time wherever you go….

Banger

I’ve been asleep for a while now

You tuck me in just like a child now

Cause every time your arms

I’m comfortable enough to feel your warmth

Heat

i miss her

It hurts doesn’t it

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Since when does having an objectively superior taste in music equate to pretension? Enjoy standing in a literal field surrounded by people who probably have orel ###### (90% of people do) jumping up and down in the rain to a band that only cares about asserting a hip image and scoring PTP. Meanwhile I'll be in my bathrobe at home taking a long warm bath and dipping cookies into a glass of semi-skimmed milk while listening to an album you will go to your grave without either hearing about or possessing the capacity to appreciate, while the rain patters against the window. While you trudge around in a dark bog in search of your damp and tiny tent as people with superior social skills and charisma giggle and chase each other to their shared sleeping bag, I will curl into a foetal position beneath my duvet, tucking it up to my chin and inhaling the subtle scent of a candle flickering nearby. While you wake up crying from the tinnitus inflicted by a band who doesn't comprehend the notion that loud noise isn't necessarily music, I will be dreaming of holding hands with my oneitis in a field of waist-length wheat, laughing and running to a small stream where we will bathe and picnic