miabania: turn around, let me see your pretty face
miabania: a black pit of panic gapes at my feet, and i sway.
miabania: you think about flaws too much
miabania: kill yourself
miabania: do i look happy to you?
miabania: i am a book, torn
miabania: and when you're lonely those bones keep you company
miabania: and i'm glad you got away, but i'm still stuck out here
miabania: maybe you'll see past all this
miabania: vanity at its best
miabania: sleeping out of tune with our dreams disjointed
miabania: the parts of me that miss you most
miabania: the parts of me that miss you most (pt. II)