Tag grief

Crackerjack

got a dadbod but i dont got kidsi’m a rock god with a truckload of hitsbroke 40 last springwent walking the woodsgave away my thingsexcept these mad moods MAD A

Old Ways

I'm back again to my old ways
days of not 
giving a fuck
nobody to answer to
nobody to come home to

Lions

senseless and tiredyou weep behind my dooryou are weak and your eyes are getting sorei'm a travelling a sacrificea that means nothing is no

Heroes

all my heroes are deadbut they're still living in my headall my heroes are gonebut they're still here in my songall my heroes died aloneis t