we share the same car
I know those fabrics seats
your position is familiar
yet your story has already ended.
they will twist your story around their fingers
til the truth suffocates their frozen necks
and trust me, my brave hero,
I will not let your song go unsung.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 6:46 PM UTC
we share the same car
I know those fabrics seats
your position is familiar
yet your story has already ended.
they will twist your story around their fingers
til the truth suffocates their frozen necks
and trust me, my brave hero,
I will not let your song go unsung.
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