I'll never be the one
flipped and done
Kiss the sun
Burn your buns
I guess you won
You stabbed my heart
With paper darts
Made me ****
Tree's stripped of bark Apple à la cart
Look down below
Summer's in the snow
Wondering you know
How we just blow
Separately on the go
I was aways opening the door
Backing up on the floor
Stumbling ! Falling !
The fabric of life just tore
Tattering
Who's keeping score ?
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
I'll never be the one
flipped and done
Kiss the sun
Burn your buns
I guess you won
You stabbed my heart
With paper darts
Made me ****
Tree's stripped of bark Apple à la cart
Look down below
Summer's in the snow
Wondering you know
How we just blow
Separately on the go
I was aways opening the door
Backing up on the floor
Stumbling ! Falling !
The fabric of life just tore
Tattering
Who's keeping score ?
