How cruel is the golden rule?
When the lives we lived are only golden-plated
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me
And though I carry karats for everyone to see

And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raised their babies
To stay away from me

Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams
Where the sewage of youth drown the spark of my tears
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me (too heavy for me)
And though I carry karats for everyone to see (everyone to see)
golden - fall out boy

Comment! (0) | Recommend!

That's the carrot cake we bought Kelly for his birthday.
We are celebrating it tomorrow.
"Kelly's birthday bash."

It's gonna be legit. :)
We bought him like the universe.

I'm short on time so I'll edit this post with more details.
But pretty much Kelly deserves a gangstahh birthday bash because he needs to know that people care about him.

Kay, bye holmes.

Comment! (2) | Recommend! (1)