see you runnin inside, inside your eyes.
My dreams are like casual lovers. Lovely flakes.
I feel like I'm a horizon and you're the sun, it's less than ideal.
I don't want you to be sad anymore.
Now mister,
A "girl of my caliber" could shoot you dead, ricochet in your head, please please don't let me.
Cold season's here.
Sometimes the gravity put on decisive action makes it hard to move.
I need to put back all the pieces that I left with all the people who make up my home.
I feel like I'm a horizon and you're the sun, it's less than ideal.
I don't want you to be sad anymore.
Now mister,
A "girl of my caliber" could shoot you dead, ricochet in your head, please please don't let me.
Cold season's here.
Sometimes the gravity put on decisive action makes it hard to move.
I need to put back all the pieces that I left with all the people who make up my home.