Sage, Bay, and Black Comfort Colors T-shirts. Heavy weight, garment dye, ring spun, 100% cotton.
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Dress it up, dress it down, use it for PJs, use it as a paint-shirt, make a pillow out if it, give it to your mom. These shirts are simply the best.
Artwork by: Amelia Miller @rattenhabit
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lyrics
Bubbles burst in the aftermath, you need a whole lot of hope or a whole lot of tenacity. Knives sever and stars shimmer and long eye contact makes me shiver. The clock catches my eye, it's like a time bomb ticking till sunrise baby this night is going on too long, I have pages and pages of unspoken love songs.
Small matters are like fractal patterns they go spirling out to no end. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before.
Silence after the fatal crash, have you counted your scars are you still seeing stars? It's a long ways up from here, but the sun's still shining fractured light like a diamond and all my, demons disappear. When the alarm's been triggered all the warning bells are ringing and it's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more minute till you round that corner and I'm stone cold sober, well.
Small matters are like fractal patterns they go spirling out to no end. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before, before, before, so sore, so bored, and so poor, before, it's just like before when I was so sore, so bored, and so poor. Poor me, poor me, I baked a whole cake and no one came to my pity party. Poor me, poor me, it's a full fledged allergy and you're my epinephrine IV.
Bubbles burst in the aftermath, you need a whole lot of hope or a whole lot of tenacity. Knives sever and stars shimmer and long eye contact makes me shiver. The clock catches my eye, it's like a time bomb ticking till sunrise baby this night is going on too long, I have pages and pages of unspoken love songs.
Small matters are like fractal patterns they go spirling out to no end. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before. Paint chips and fissures form when the ground starts talking, I listen like never before.
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