my inner voice speaking
*MY* *DOWNFALL*
And now my days bleed
Into nightfalls I guess
I turn and look around
And try to make you real
But you're not here
I need a shoulder bebii
To lean and rub my tears on
For i can't see
Am blinded by my past
It hurts me thinking of how I let you go
Wondering in the street like...
And now my days bleed
Into nightfalls I guess
I turn and look around
And try to make you real
But you're not here
I need a shoulder bebii
To lean and rub my tears on
For i can't see
Am blinded by my past
It hurts me thinking of how I let you go
Wondering in the street like...