PushinG BoundarieS
Tired. Wreck. Spent. Found.
Land's name is outta here
Lambs and sheep running from a grisly bear
Their attacker runs and rhymes, like this load I bear
My breath, running shallow and shallow, yet still I follow
When I stop, its to fallow the...
Land's name is outta here
Lambs and sheep running from a grisly bear
Their attacker runs and rhymes, like this load I bear
My breath, running shallow and shallow, yet still I follow
When I stop, its to fallow the...