5 acessos
Now that it's over, as if we both know, silently i always knew, and so i'll just stay and spit up my lungs, as i'm choking on the words that i never got to say.
Now my home has become a hole in the floor, the stars are blinking out one, by, one.
Tomorrow is still coming and i just can't sit by, and i'll never be sure if i'll make it through alive,
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