(no subject)
when i'm not with you i'm all alone.
my head is crumbling in on itself
pushing itself out through my eyes.
warm hands on my neck
you are my center when i spin out of control.
sick pyschofrantic,
my head is crumbling in on itself
pushing itself out through my eyes.
warm hands on my neck
you are my center when i spin out of control.
sick pyschofrantic,