Imagine you and me we float among the wreckage
We’ll toast our lungs and choke on ocean air
We drowned our love to save it from the fires
And we don’t care
But I’m inclined to waste my time on the smiles I find trashed along the way
I left some dreams I had to rot in Boston because I saw myself shine brightly in your eyes
And if all my dreams came true I’d probably wreck it…
But i don’t care
Because I’m inclined to waste my time for miles and miles, find my bliss along the way
I feel for the lovers, who pretend they’re fine
Curled up on a bed of silence
They lost their minds
Wish i could be apathetic but I’ve met love along the way
wreckage
waste
voice
their
still
solace
songs
smiles
wished
probably
pictures
peace
ocean
nothing
never
curled
bored
drowned
cross
count
boston
trying
apathetic
wreck
bliss
artist
fires
brightly
among
hairs
breaks
choke
miles
float
better
along
alive
could
fault
inclined
accept
doubt
toast
believe
wears
caught
cursed
through
dreams
garage
heart
silence
genius
blame
gotta
pretend
because
myself
heard
imagine
bullshit
except
indifferent
visit
inventing
shine
living
trashed
painting
lovers
lungs
minds
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