Saturday 13 November 2010

Tired old youth burnt right out.


"Your heart is cold as ice girl,
I should know I've been to the north pole.
Your soul is black as death girl,
I should know I have crossed the threshold.
Your style is such a mess girl,
I should know I used to date a stylist.

Still, my heart sweats.

X, O, X, O, X, X, O, X.

Some hearts bleed.

Our hearts sweat."

-Japandroids - Heart Sweats

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