3 acessos
Child of iris
Calming crisis
You're invited to come down
Silver skin cells
Simply held
In a cradle, hopefully found
And if you're honest with me
If you aren't a liar
Then just give me what I need
Tell me, where am I home?
Supercell
(I don't fit in here so well)
I'm so sorry
That's my story
I know less than most do