a moment of silence,
pilot take control - don’t let it flood the mission control
scars that never fades has resurfaced back, into my mouth it stale
I’ll regret it when I wake up,
when I’m sober, away from this chaotic mess
But what can I do?
Everything been fuelling up the fire lately
and I couldn’t breath
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
a moment of silence,
pilot take control - don’t let it flood the mission control
scars that never fades has resurfaced back, into my mouth it stale
I’ll regret it when I wake up,
when I’m sober, away from this chaotic mess
But what can I do?
Everything been fuelling up the fire lately
and I couldn’t breath
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