Cold all the time
Even in the warmth
Anemia or ghosts hovering?
Would explain the attraction to fire
Why couldn't I be a gambler
Or a midnight rambler
Have a good disease
Instead it's you, him, her, them
My disease is other people
I infect and make them addicts to my tear ducts
Fear hides and ducks, but it's always here
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
Cold all the time
Even in the warmth
Anemia or ghosts hovering?
Would explain the attraction to fire
Why couldn't I be a gambler
Or a midnight rambler
Have a good disease
Instead it's you, him, her, them
My disease is other people
I infect and make them addicts to my tear ducts
Fear hides and ducks, but it's always here
