Gate 68 - Kid Dynamite

Once again we lost the role to boredom and late nights on the radio

Don’t.

spare me.

i already know mix tapes sound their best when i’m alone

I’ve practiced the best policy

Nothing, is what it’s gotten me

Why blame this on anyone but me?

She’ll freak out

I’ll freak if she doesn’t get the hint

Don’t think that i could deal with it

If i couldn’t follow through with the routine

We’ll give it up and move on to another scene

Phone call sounds.

silence serenades, jumps on deaf ears and lands it with ease

If you’re no angel, then where did you get those wings?

your fly on by blue

eyes break me

Is it in the cards?

what’s in the future?

is it ours?

I don’t play with fire if i know i’ll get burned

Hand over flame takes me where i want to be

I hope that we don’t lose the role to boredom and late nights on the radio

Don’t.

spare me.

i’d rather not know mix tapes sound their best when i’m alone