Tim Kreider
Tim Kreider
The trees still bloom
The trees still bloom
I've been waiting for a while
Feral, wild behind the wheel
A day that will never come
Creeping rot from within
Rising dread all about
If I gave you this life
Could I begin again?
I've been waiting for a while
Feral, wild behind the wheel
A day that will never come
Creeping rot from within
Rising dread all about
If I gave you this life
Could I begin again?
Have we already accepted our fate?
Everything I've been told is backwards and I feel lost in the face of it
Have we already accepted our fate?
Everything I've been told is backwards and I feel lost in the face of it