I chose night and regretted it every day,
I faked light and hoped you’d find the way;
I burnt my sins and tried to sell their bottled smoke,
but pretty ribbons made bare souls choke.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 6:32 PM UTC
I chose night and regretted it every day,
I faked light and hoped you’d find the way;
I burnt my sins and tried to sell their bottled smoke,
but pretty ribbons made bare souls choke.