melancholic,
4:29
melancholic,
4:09
Prompt:
I don't have a goddamn clue what should I say to you? all of my thoughts escape through my mouth then I turn them inside out all alone I'll eat my heart out I feel the strain of your remains all of the world should go blindly feeling their way through the dark they'll make their mark and the storm that the gods made will bring the earth it's ruined race don't know how much more I can take to see you like that makes me afraid I shoved my way through the crowd and made someone puke their brains out with the wolves we are running now all we've saved turns to dust all alone I'll eat my heart out I feel the strength of your remains and all of the world should go blindly feeling their way through the dark they'll make their mark I love them more than I love myself and I can't do anything about that shooting at the stars I am wasted on your love tonight and there's no second guessing your cool light disturbs my eyes as you pass beyond you leave a little taste