viernes, 25 de diciembre de 2015

are we going to be real one day?
my sheets are so thick for
somebody who can't sleep
i'm jaded of my feelings
and of keep losing friends

you had hear me cry a hundred times
i hope this doesn't stop you now
most of the things i want got me bleeding everyday

please, 
stop burning the skin that i love

sunday night, monday morning
we can escape to something better, darling
locked up in this house,
too big for my little heart

please, 
stop burning the skin that i love

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