So I had said I was planning on moving, but some bs between my neighbors and my landlord seems to be moving up mine and now my father and sisters timelines to leave, don't know by how much yet. This just makes it all the more real. 21 years on the street I call home is really coming to an end. Maybe it should have come sooner. Maybe I shouldn't have come back, but thats all noise really... Shit trying to hold me back. I know the path I'm on, its just been awhile. I moved 11 times in 10 years, then got to where I am now. Just time to be on the move again.
Keaton Henson - Milk TeethDon't think of me like that
Just picture me leaving and not coming backI sat where we sat
Just picking the labels and lighting a match
Darling, your arms are worn backwards you know
Course you know
Darling, you wake for my love and it shows
Let it go
One day you'll drink from my bones
And scream as you rip out my throat
Don't let me, don't let me go
And it hasn't hurt you yet
And this is your home now so don't you forget
Is it love you regret?
In that case you won't be returning, I guess
Darling, your eyes are so still when you speak
Do they weep?
And darling, you just haven't spoken all week
One day they'll drink from our bones
And sigh as they stared at our throats
And just take me, just take me home
Just take me, just take me home