Art Is Dead

Everything that I find beautiful.

I write. I play. I create. I love.
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bright young man

—teenage love song

One of the first songs I ever wrote, I was probably 19 or so. It’s called “Teenage Love Song”.

Seeing this man, Kurt Vile, tomorrow in Ann Arbor, pretty psyched.

Seeing this man, Kurt Vile, tomorrow in Ann Arbor, pretty psyched.

for the sake of not losing lyrics.

Every Morning High

Living in a daydream

Can’t feel anything

The stars are shining

Brighter than any light

The pink tint sunset

Was the prettiest thing

I’ve laid eyes on

in years

I can smell your body

as you run your hands

Along the wrinkles

that lead to my lips

As you lay there

twisted in my sheets

Your breath sweet

against my neck

Chorus

Living in a daydream

Don’t ever wanna leave

Just put your lips

Close to mine

Let’s stare forever

Into each other

I can see my mind

In your eyes

 Chorus

The only people who truly know you, isn’t you.

Life is a fucking drag

Must’ve caught The Black Keys between shows on tour.

Must’ve caught The Black Keys between shows on tour.

Turn on.

Turn on.

Any girl who dresses like this I am automatically attracted to. Button up and jeans ftw.

Any girl who dresses like this I am automatically attracted to. Button up and jeans ftw.

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