One last song…
I’m in my prime!
One last song…
I’m in my prime!
After: Heroes and Villains are projected versions of ourselves!
After: Heroes and Villains are projected versions of ourselves!
Words are bullets
It Penetrates the skin
Damages the soul
The quick sorry
And empty kisses
Provide temporary comfort
A bandaid for the sole
Words are bullets
It Penetrates the skin
Damages the soul
The quick sorry
And empty kisses
Provide temporary comfort
A bandaid for the sole