I was hoping to breath warm air. follow through on our dreams. sounds of friendship tearing down all the walls. when its always seemed like a myth. i can close my eyes, but i can't escape the fact...

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Weathermen.. president is in the building Fucked up out my mind, the gun in my belt the voice yells out, 'enjoy your summer in hell' Dead friends and family surround me where they found me An apparent...