Oct 31
She's bitter but comforts me,
like mommy could never be.
It haunts my mind with desire.
I'm always looking for her fire.
Sirens burned me up as we came.
****** saved me from the shame.
like mommy could never be.
It haunts my mind with desire.
I'm always looking for her fire.
Sirens burned me up as we came.
****** saved me from the shame.
