Mikey's Box

Fade into Darkness by Avicii

Looking up there’s always sky
Rest your head I’ll take you high
We won’t fade into darkness
Won’t let you fade into darkness
Why worry now
You’ll be safe

Hold my hand, just in case
And we won’t fade into darkness
Fade into darkness
No we won’t fade into darkness
Fade into darkness

Fade into darkness
Fade into darkness

And we won’t fade into darkness
Fade into darkness
No we won’t fade into darkness

This world can seem cold and gray
But you and I are here today
And we won’t fade into darkness
Fade into darkness
Nothing to fear but fear itself
We’ll be ok just keep the faith
And we won’t fade into darkness

This time I’m leaving forever 

Coming back I’ll never

so I’m cutting all my ropes

and I’m lifting my anchor

This time I’m going to sail away

To where no one knows your name

To a place where this ain’t a game

I’m tossing away all these hopes

I made up of us together 

I am Disappeared by Frank Turner

I keep having dreams
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas and ways of life we’ve forgotten
I keep having dreams

Amy worked in a bar in Exeter
I went back to her house and I slept beside her
She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
Breaking through a life over-rehearsed
She can’t remember which came first
The house, the home, or the terrible thirst
She keeps having dreams

And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
She’s got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bedstand
So she can always run
She can get up, shower, and in half an hour she’ll be gone

I keep having dreams of things I need to do
And waking up but not following through
But it feels like I haven’t slept at all
When I wake to a silence and she’s facing the wall
Posters of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a sailor’s escape
She says you just can’t live this way
And I close my eyes and I never say
I’m still having dreams

And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
I sleep with my passport
One eye on the back door
So I can always run
I can get up, shower, and in half an hour I’ll be gone

And come morning
I am disappeared
Just an imprint on the bedsheets
I’m by the roadside with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob’s driving
So I climb in
We don’t say a word
As we pull off into the sunrise
And these rivers of tarmac are like arteries across the country
We are blood cells alive in the bloodstream
The beating heart of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric pulses
The sleeping soul of the country

Fed to Death by Say Anything

There was a man from Allentown
Who fed his son to death.
He calmly watched him gorge himself
Until his final breath.

And there he stood surprised and shocked
Above his tiny frame.
He said “I bear no blame for this;
I only share his name!”

There was a man from Nazareth
The fools at war pervert.
They forged an image of his flesh
To brand on mugs and t-shirts.

They say one day he’ll spring to life
To smile and clear your name,
So nail yourself upon the cross
And hang your head in shame 

Forever.
This is forever.

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you could just tell me on facebook then it’s cool 

Anonymous asked: you're not a loser. i think you're really attractive and i love your music. you don't need to be super athletic for a girl to like you. you're pretty cool the way you are. happy valentine's day (:

thank you come off anon! haha

Why do you waste your time…

it always seems like

i always miss the golden age