The Taste of Ink

The Used

“It’s four o’ clock in the fucking morning,
Each day gets more and more like the last day”

The Taste of Ink - The Used

Smother Me

The Used

Let me be the one who calls you baby all the time

Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you’re mine

Just hold me tight, lay by my side and let me be the one who calls you baby all the time

“One night [Gerard and I] were making out for so long it almost wasn’t funny anymore – even though it was. That’s what he wrote the song about, whether he wants to admit it or not. We were way wasted.”

—Bert McCracken on “What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison”

when people ask me what music genre i listen to i have no idea what to say if i say pop punk they’re gonna think bands like man overboard and the story so far but if i say punk rock they’re gonna think misfits and black flag etc how do i say emo without saying emo

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