The glass is full, the glass is broke
And every day dissolves and there’s no hope
Of ever leaving this temporary life.
-Death Cab For Cutie
I want it more than truth
I can taste it on my breath
I would give my life just for a little death
And said “Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell are really there, but I wouldn’t hold my breath.”
You wasted life, why wouldn’t you waste death?