Sep 2020
Some people may wonder the labor
That goes into being in love
Falling out of it
And in a strange way
Is like a mortal coil
That strangles me to a sudden death
I have myself, and my own poison
That goes into being in love
Falling out of it
And in a strange way
Is like a mortal coil
That strangles me to a sudden death
I have myself, and my own poison
I hope this change in style appeals to the folks here.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
