where i live
there's a blanket of gauze and it covers
Little bird,
I won't prey on you.
I won't prey on you
I wasn't there,
But I heard there were flowers in his
Now I've lost the plot
I'm not the hero I could
Covered in honey,
Showered in beer,
Now when you spin on your
Red, you look tired.
You look older than your mother.
Where should
Untame my brain.
Give me a name.
Hear my faith.
Seal my fate.
Unholy
Will I be the stranger in your movie
Is there a
On your third broken window
Your hair full of glass
Throw your
My blessed son, you...
You've got a lot to learn.
So I'm
I want you soft in the middle.
I see a strange