iTUNES: MERCH: Click Here to subscribe: Follow us on Twitter Like us on Facebook: And back to these cold shitty days in Portland, Wishing I'd never come across your face, Plagued by the memories of things unspoken, Scared by thoughts of your father, Made me look over the flaws of your nature. Laying on your back became your only escape. You feel so old, used, but not yet broken, Not to think you h
