Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want

untrustyou:

The Smiths - Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want

Knuckle Puck - "Oak Street"

knucklepuckil:

O A K S T R E E T

should i let the words flow from my mouth right down your street

while you’re still home, i hope you’ll hear me

cause if i feel this low again i’ll scrape the deep end

but maybe then i’ll stop pretending

yeah, maybe then i’ll stop pretending

that things just felt so cancerous for a while

i’m in the in-between

like new buffalo and oak street

I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach

cause don’t care if you can’t sleep

no, i don’t care if you can’t sleep

don’t think i care if you can’t sleep

stay away from the lake

cause if you see me i’ll be skipping memories i swore i’d keep with me

in constant hopes that they’ll erode just like the glass we’d take home

left to rot in a window well

they’re left to rot in your window well

some things just felt so cancerous for a while

I’m in the in-between

like new buffalo and oak street

I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach

cause i don’t care if you can’t sleep

no, i don’t care if you can’t sleep

when i close my eyes

i feel your summer skin

it pulls me apart and rips me open

when i close my eyes

i feel the warmth of the sun

it takes me back where i was where my youth was stolen

dressgoodactbad:

i want to live by the ocean but also in the forest but also in the mountains but also in a big city but also in the countryside, you feel me?

Navy Blue

I bet it hurts to read permanence. I used to think on all of this and how you don’t. Damn it’s hard to find sustenance when all I had was love for this and now you don’t. Now I just abuse substances to drown out your accomplishments, however few. 

All of this frustrates me bad cause I can’t stay mad at you or change anything that I had. She told me don’t think like that, it’s really not that bad. I hope this makes you sad. I hope this makes you sad.

If it’s something serious then hit me up but until then the door is shut, forget my room. And if I had a match for every lie and every attempt to deny, I’d strike a few. I am the walls, the silent halls. My jacket at your sister’s wedding, navy blue. 

All of this frustrates me bad cause I can’t stay mad at you or change anything that I had. She told me don’t think like that, it’s really not that bad. I hope this makes you sad. I hope this makes you sad.

The Story So Far // Navy Blue