Wish upon me; pretty baby.
I'll carry you till I cannot carry myself...
Berries bloom great wine,
Drink; indulge and get lost...
Red Rising Skys Calling Morning,
Sleepy Eyes Open And Watch Life Begin And End...
Not sure how this happened,
But I've fallen and can't get up...
It's that thing in the mirror,
She let you go and this heart...
Fields of green, walk barefoot.
Weeds grow with color, he loves me not...
This skin is mine to wear so thin and to let you in or to wear so think and to avoid this magic. |