watch me fall into your arms even though they're made of thorns all i can smell are the flowers.
watch me break down my walls even though they're made of titanium all i can see is hope.
watch me drown in your eyes even though they're made of fire all i can feel is the warmth.
guess what? i wrote in french class again! but i was listening to Smithereens by Twenty One Pilots this time. It's a good song, I suggest listening to it.