this is my concept, this is my excuse, my dirt, my blood, 
and my addiction. and goddamn if your goddamn gods are 
too afraid to live. but i was born to f*ck up and all i 
know is what i love. i am going to bleed till i get more, 
cause i want more and i'll lose sleep and i'll be tired 
until my lungs collapse. just like i'd give it all up for 
reno, i'd trade the world to watch you grin, so more 
embrace, fugazi and rites of spring, and less of 
everything else. so lets just kiss until forever, we'll 
fight to keep it interesting. call me a trainwreck and 
i'll call you tomorrow. let's play for keeps and forget 
about borrows. i miss you.