Walking by, you look at me
Hey hows it going you ask
I look into your eyes trying to muster the most convincing look I can
I say great
The words falling out of my mouth like the last drips of blood
Out of this cold soul because I know I’m dead inside
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 12:16 AM UTC
Walking by, you look at me
Hey hows it going you ask
I look into your eyes trying to muster the most convincing look I can
I say great
The words falling out of my mouth like the last drips of blood
Out of this cold soul because I know I’m dead inside