sleep slumber
[22:46] songs glory drifts through the fields of grey
[22:47] harrowing all in its path with pain
[22:48] the tingle was rapid, the tune had begun
[22:48] singing at full tit, strumming for past hatred
attempts, no good
sometimes i get desire, then it quickly fades
i died a long time ago, but i am still here
just need affection that i am able to accept, rather than endlessly reject
[22:47] harrowing all in its path with pain
[22:48] the tingle was rapid, the tune had begun
[22:48] singing at full tit, strumming for past hatred
attempts, no good
sometimes i get desire, then it quickly fades
i died a long time ago, but i am still here
just need affection that i am able to accept, rather than endlessly reject