I taught myself to tolerate the pain / All the loneliness and boredom and the work I did in vain / All the work we did in vain, now I’m not the same as I was / I’ve done my tour of duty now I’ll try to do what a civilian does (Jason Isbell)

Well it’s a pretty bad place outside this door / I could go out there but I don’t see what for / And I’m happy living here in the dark on the edge of my mind / And it’s nobody else’s business / Now it’s just me myself and the secrets that live within the […]

Tear my posters down from the wall / Don’t wanna worship no dead heroes / Everything I owned I sold / I got lost somewhere between here and there / I’m not sure what the town was called (Courtney Barnett)