a little closer to home one - who's distant. a sick look glazed over my repression. humbly i'm dismissed with no warning. momentary this bliss. you can see the look on my face.
say, nothing's said. i wish you'd fight me 'til the last teardrop's bled. momentary this bliss. i can see the look on your face and i just can't wait.
say, nothing's said. i wish you'd fight me 'til the last teardrop's bled. momentary this bliss. i can see the look on your face and i just can't wait.