I sit in my little box So dark and empty twiddling my life away sharpened my blade plenty On my death bed I lay My heart beats gently As my mind slowly decays
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
I sit in my little box So dark and empty twiddling my life away sharpened my blade plenty On my death bed I lay My heart beats gently As my mind slowly decays
