Little wicked man over the moon
Smiling like he knows it all
On a Summer night Wispering my name
Drawing lines over my heart insane
His deep dark eyes scars over his face
Like a broken story is about to die
Trapped me beneath his ribcage
Like he wants me to feel his rage
I speak,
we are same aren't we
broken us
broken people
broken promises
broken stars
Smiling at me he said, he knows it all.
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 1:16 AM UTC
Little wicked man over the moon
Smiling like he knows it all
On a Summer night Wispering my name
Drawing lines over my heart insane
His deep dark eyes scars over his face
Like a broken story is about to die
Trapped me beneath his ribcage
Like he wants me to feel his rage
I speak,
we are same aren't we
broken us
broken people
broken promises
broken stars
Smiling at me he said, he knows it all.
