There it is again, the thought that tells me I'm not thinking about a thing. I'm trying to find the meaning. We loose the purpose that made it, Then fuck ourselves up a little more just to make sure. This is what its like to feel alone...
There it is again, the thought that tells me I'm not thinking about a thing. I'm trying to find the meaning. We loose the purpose that made it, Then fuck ourselves up a little more just to make sure. This is what its like to feel alone...