Sep 2019
Sunset in my heart
But I'm the dying light
To come apart
And take flight
Into my dreams
Of a fake life
With gold streams
On a bronze knife
I'm a zombie
I'm a ghost
I'm dead to me
I'm not the Host
But I'm the dying light
To come apart
And take flight
Into my dreams
Of a fake life
With gold streams
On a bronze knife
I'm a zombie
I'm a ghost
I'm dead to me
I'm not the Host
