jueves, 6 de abril de 2017

i hate the trees around here
they never grow big
just as their dreams
but my heart is flooding with all this bad blood
your voice is like a broken record all over my head

i'm forever chained to those dark clouds

please don't tell me to forget
day 0 from the accident
i can't recover anymore

i've been punching walls and jumping them too
i dont feel my skin and bones
i wish i was freer than before
i just need a shoulder to cry about it

i hope i see my eyes in yours
and that's never gonna happen

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