Thrice is ever-applicable.
Fact.
It was not a mosh pit. It was a shmush pit. I feel like I should be best friends with everyone I was being sandwiched with.
Going to see Thrice tonight.
This shall be great.
“In Exile” | Thrice
I am a nomad, a wanderer
I have nowhere to lay my head down
There’s no point in putting roots too deep when I’m moving on
Not settling for this unsettling town
My heart is filled with songs of forever
The city that endures when all is made new
I know I don’t belong here, I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through
Anthem.
(via fourwordletterx)
