Hectoliters - SUMMIT

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Greed The tint that takes over my skin making visible each tiny seam I see red But not in that old violent way, it's my vessels, they burst as i stare And i feel I feel every bit of my body just begging for me to desist I need help But not in that old desperate way, if i could, i would do it myself Look at the bigger picture I've used up all my freedom My patience and my wisdom Maybe i'm not as smart as i thought i once was I've been lobotomized I've been made aware of my size My strength, how weak i am And that's all i think about, i am such an idiot Greed The tint that takes over my skin making visible each tiny seam I see red But not in that old violent way, it's my vessels, they burst as i stare And i feel I feel every bit of my body just begging for me to desist I need help But not in that old desperate way, if i could, i would do it myself Look at the bigger picture I've used up all my freedom My patience and my wisdom Maybe i'm not as smart as i thought i once was I've been lobotomized I've been made aware of my size My strength, how weak i am And that's all i think about, i am such an idiot Please, give me strength Fix my fate Give me peace Set me free
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