I’ve never learned to listen to my intuition
Got fucked up, blurry vision and yet my mind’s made up
I’ll waste away for hours, over-anxious outer shell
Begins to crack as I fall back into my own personal hell
It’s been quite a long time since the last time I did something for the first time
I guess I fell behind
I flake more than snow, faker than a reality show
Are these words genuine? You’ll probably never know
Neither will I
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