Shaping truths to what I need it to be
A soul revering singularity
I still love this world!
Love is blind, when you need it the most
The comfort of the man who walks alone
The words refuse my tongue
I’ll die alone, never colder
Love is blind, when you need it the most
The comfort of the man who walks alone
I still love this world!
Hopelessly chasing, hopelessly losing
The world consoles me and I don’t care who I’ll lose
Comentarios
Deja tu comentario: