A Toast to Our Secrets
Thirst.
We couldn't get enough of them, them, them.
Sins buried in our hearts.
Shhh...don't talk.
Let's toast to our secrets
and digest our regrets.
We won't remember this speech in the morning,
but the feeling is what we'll never forget .
No regrets. I know what's important.
Let's toast to 13 years under
the spell of our hell,
our friendship,
and love.
Let's continue to rebel
against everything.
Remember, angels aren't the only ones
who get wings.
Rules were meant to be broken.
Who am I without my soul mate?
What are you without your token?
You know what's important.
Let's toast to our secrets.
Shhh...just sip.
Shit, I mean take it all in.
Chug it down.
Don't breathe,
experience,
or ponder regret.
Just...
Just...
Fucking take it!
I know what's important.
The
last
sip.
Artists.
I'm burning cause you're hurting.
Yo, quit crying. Nobody's perfect.
Take your time, you'll never be alone
cause you'll always have me, me, me.
You've got me!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have taken so much time.
Why'd I let him hurt me
knowing it would hurt you?
My goal had always been
to protect you.
Tainted innocence.
Who would we be without
those we forgot about?
We stood on a pedalstool and watched them
drop beyond our feet.
Not good enough for you,
not thorough enough for me.
We pretend not to be cocky.
Pretend not to be jerks
cause we know, we know
how it feels to have our hearts hurt.
That's how we became cocky jerks.
Ouch.
Hearts on our sleeves
we share t-shirts.
We know what's important.
Mean, pretty, and vicious.
You made me.
Let's not forget how
bitterness raped me.
Shhh...
Toast to 13 years under
God's spell.
Still thrilled by hell
forced to rebel
against everything including ourselves;
but never each other.
No, no...
I'll never test my brother.
Artists.
Just, just, just sip.
Don't hold back
take it all in.
It burns your throat
and hurts your head.
You'll hate yourself in the morning,
but don't ever regret.
Unapologetic.
Forget the words, never forget the feeling.
Shhh...
