They were so sick, one of the best bands I saw at Reading
I’m losing sleep, I’m losing friends, I’ve got a love hate love with the city I’m in. I’ll count the hours having just one wish: if I’m doing fine, there’s no point to this.
So no more phone calls, no more texts. I need you in the flesh, not on facebook, not online, camera phones won’t do this time. It’s true.. I gotta be next to you