So I Shotgunned A Beer And Went Back To Bed

Why are my eyes always shifting away from anyone, everyone else's eyes? A minor case; major depressive, a fantastic film score My father's bike; my weight descending, with nothing to wait for Then I push my hair back, then I mess it up Then I bite my tongue from singing what you'll all say "You swore that you would live your life without regret. Well, what do you wait for?" Melissa, I fucked up I won't cut my arms off, that won't keep me warm at night. And I'll do my best to live my life without regret