Music: Plus-44 - No It Isn't
Mood: Impervious to Distraction
Our place;
Between my gasping breathes,
Resonating between my guitar strings,
Cacooned in a sheet of rain,
Suspended in my dreams.
I pass by sometimes,
To see the things I've kept here,
They’re never the way I left them last.
There are traces of perfume-
Imprints upon the bed.
I know you visit too;
Even if you hate to admit so...
Mood: Impervious to Distraction
Our place;
Between my gasping breathes,
Resonating between my guitar strings,
Cacooned in a sheet of rain,
Suspended in my dreams.
I pass by sometimes,
To see the things I've kept here,
They’re never the way I left them last.
There are traces of perfume-
Imprints upon the bed.
I know you visit too;
Even if you hate to admit so...
That Plus-44 song is pretty lame man. Mark was better in Blink. Owned.
I believe it is p0wned.