Illusive Existence

Saturday, 22 September 2012

If I ever get to see You Me At Six live I'm going to take a poster with me saying:

'Josh would you be the King to my Peasant?'

much much better than take one to a blessthefall concert saying:

'Hey Elliott, are you alone tonight?'

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R U TALKING TO ME?

Our story began in the heart of a star. We've lost our way, forgotten what we are. We are only particles in motion. Floating through space, what a destructive race. Look at this life as a grain of sand, The blink of an eye, a world in your hands. Thinking, feeling, surviving, believing In what we think is right, refract distorted light. You helped build this fire inside of me. Breathing fire won't burn down the borders, Set against everything that came before us. All those things that you despise, We all see through human eyes. There is no side to choose, bound together, we all win or all lose. Look at this life as a grain of sand, The blink of an eye, a world in your hands. Life is so short. Take a moment to feel alive.

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Saturday, 22 September 2012

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