drowning man. Oh Fuchsia, you leave me. Breathing like thedrowning man. Dreaming like thedrowning man. Breathing like thedrowning. Dreaming like thedrowning man. Dreaming like thedrowning man
far. Drifting apart, so out of remedy. And the sun left like it knew, never spoke of what to come. Left faith flickering in a nebulous end. . A drowning sun at the end of the day, star guider
top of her voice. Let me go, let me out, this is not my choice And I always felt it before. That the world was filled with much more. Than thedrowning soul I've learned to be. I just need the rain
”. You stayed on the phone and talked to me day and night. Trigger my nightmare once again. And it’s * loaded in hand. And we’ll let the fire rage. The smoke and thedrowning flames. My bedroom