Curate, connect, and discover
no rose left on the vines,
dont even want whats mine
life is beautiful, but you haven't got a clue
we could cruise, to the blues
I hear the birds on the summer breeze
slow walks the girl
im just tryna keep my love alive
the black veil vanishes
for my wild ones
stars in my eyes, hiking up griffith
hate slashes at my bones
I will never hate you for what you did
I watch with the burned eyes of God
when I see the blood I know I can speak
I saw her hair like the branch of a tree
listening to jazz out on the lawn
I see the others in you
The faces aren't the same,
but their stories all end tragically.
Isn't it strange how different
we are from all of our friends
oh, what can I do?
it'll pass
you're my coney island, baby, dont you know
I would let you take the bullet
because I will always believe in more
oh girls, they wanna have fun
I promise you, I will
summer time, and the livin's easy
Tell trip im over him, he's a creep.
you got me spinning like a ballerina
pretty girls make graves
girl gone missing
everyone from town says that you're so cool