Wintery Souvenirs : Painted In Monochrome
My mindscape often feels colder at night,
Memories attempt to choke me, with all their might.
As the sun dips down, her thoughts, my kryptonite.
In a moment, all's noisy, then dead quiet.
They all say it's time to let these feelings free,
'Cause of the way this love is...
Memories attempt to choke me, with all their might.
As the sun dips down, her thoughts, my kryptonite.
In a moment, all's noisy, then dead quiet.
They all say it's time to let these feelings free,
'Cause of the way this love is...