"these words are forced to fit my mood
i'm sick of these mirrors
meticulously isolated yet always surrounded
I have nothing to say that wont get me into trouble
your frost is a punch to the gut
these days are covered in thorns
my tears fall short of escaping my eyes
but we try
and we fail
so we try some more
and together we shall see what time is made of."
-Frank Iero
Then this:
"No surrender, no compromise, no fucking shit. That's rock n' roll, and I believe in rock n' roll."
-Gerard Way
And tears burn my face. This band is my everything. Thankyou MCR, and thankyou to whoever takes the time to read this blog.
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