If doing things our way is wrong
than we'll be the vandals of this hollow land
I'll fall into the dust so i can recreate you in the sand,
you little angel
You are fragile, something i hold dear
I only want protection for you to be near
You can hold your own, there's no denying that
but the care must be there.
We're vandals in this hollow land
i don't expect them to understand.
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
If doing things our way is wrong
than we'll be the vandals of this hollow land
I'll fall into the dust so i can recreate you in the sand,
you little angel
You are fragile, something i hold dear
I only want protection for you to be near
You can hold your own, there's no denying that
but the care must be there.
We're vandals in this hollow land
i don't expect them to understand.
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