Itโs time for your last moments
Feel free to curse me before you go
Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me
My bodyโs getting kind of hot
Feel free to curse me before you go
Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me
My bodyโs getting kind of hot
One more cursed nightmare and I'm quitting sleep
If you don't sacrifice for what you want, what you want becomes the Sacrifice
Normal, ordinary, plain, those are the real insults for me
I'm not moving forward and it's freaking me out
If you are unable to return the favor, do not deny it
The wired urge to slap myself whenever I'm sad or mad
It's not by choice it's ''automatical''
We are authors my love
We do not cry
We bleed on
Papers
We do not cry
We bleed on
Papers
Never had much faith in love or miracles
Never wanna put my heart on the line
Never wanna put my heart on the line
'Cause you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Can I just stay here?
Spend the rest of my days here?
Spend the rest of my days here?
Forwarded from SZNA|ๅฅณใฎๅญ (Naba')
"The literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourself."