get. And floating our way out Tick tock, try to stop the forward motion. All heads tend to fall behind. Wasted whether of the wish cut steeper. Always running out of time. Always running out of
Smoke and mirrors and everything nice. I wasn't married to the weekend, I was banging on the back end. Kamazaki and Miami Vice. She shook a few of my favorite things Like cloak and daggers, I see v
There's a stain, there's a stain, there's a stain on the floor. I wanna soak, wanna scrub, wanna clean anymore. But all the nurses are refusing to let me out of bed. And my eyes are pouring nightly