Slips into his own salvation
My bright, young, child of darkness
Its okay to love what you hold onto
And to hold onto what you love.
He cries everynight in his bed.
He cries to everyone around.
He makes statements everyday, but they dont even watch anyway.
He tries so hard because he wants so badly to be different.
Its okay to love what you hold onto
And to hold onto what you love.
He cries everynight in his bed.
He cries to everyone around.
He makes statements everyday, but they dont even watch anyway.
He tries so hard because he wants so badly to be different.