fall out boy have the number one album in the country. i can't stop listening to it.
i'm sort of obsessed, and it makes me feel like a teenager, but considering my day to day existence, i guess it's appropriate.
i wrote the gospel on giving up
(and looking pretty sinking)
but the real bombshells have already sunk
(primadonnas of the gutter)
new york eyes, chicago thighs
pushed up the window to kiss you off
the truth hurts worse
than anything i could ever bring myself to do to you
been looking forward to the future
but my eyesight is going bad
and this crystal ball
it's always cloudy except for
when you look into the past
see also: ah, youth
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