eye NEED the mixed tape....

today is....  august eighteenth....

today....  eye need....  the mixed tape....  

where are you now....  as eye am swimming through the stereo....

eye am writing you a symphony of sound....  where are you now....

as eye rearrange the songs again....  this mix could burn a hole in anyone....  

there is a piece of me in every single second of the day....  

as eye am swimming through the stereo....  eye am writing you a symphony of sound....  

as eye rearrange the songs again....  this mix could burn a hole in anyone....  

as eye am cutting through you track by track....  

eye swear to god this mix could sink the sun....  

this is my mixed tape for her....  it is like eye wrote every note....  with my own fingers....