Morning bled at the water's edge. The city was bringing me down. And my mind was on a ledge. Saying who's gonna help you now? Without sun we pull what feeds us. From the heat that's in-between us.
Morning bled at the water's edge. The city was bringing me down. And my mind was on a ledge. Saying who's gonna help you now? Without sun we pull what feeds us. From the heat that's in-between us.