May 2014
They told us to dance
You were like a storm that I was waiting to pass
Raining Acid and Thunder rolling
Your rain peels back my skin to look inside me
Flesh from Bone; what do you think I'm hiding?
You were like a storm that I was waiting to pass
Raining Acid and Thunder rolling
Your rain peels back my skin to look inside me
Flesh from Bone; what do you think I'm hiding?
He really scares me sometimes
Written by
Silver Lining
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