My blood flow switched.
Now it's head to heart.
My mind's made up before
the heart can reason.
And palms become dry
and sweat turns cold.
and fear becomes the same as joy.
Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
My blood flow switched.
Now it's head to heart.
My mind's made up before
the heart can reason.
And palms become dry
and sweat turns cold.
and fear becomes the same as joy.