Every morning I wake in that dream
When the stars take over,
I bleed thoughts into darkness
And die a slow death
Then I live for a few hours
I laugh, I cry, I scream, and fly
...then I stumble back to the same dream
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 2:26 AM UTC
Every morning I wake in that dream
When the stars take over,
I bleed thoughts into darkness
And die a slow death
Then I live for a few hours
I laugh, I cry, I scream, and fly
...then I stumble back to the same dream