Lips like a smooth spirit in a dense glass.
Drink from my pain slow, I hope you don't
Crash.
I felt her cold on me like a winter dawn
White.
Gasp for my air boldly, it's a long night.
Eyes pierce heavy with little room to flee.
Waltz with the devil if you crave the energy.
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 3:15 AM UTC
Lips like a smooth spirit in a dense glass.
Drink from my pain slow, I hope you don't
Crash.
I felt her cold on me like a winter dawn
White.
Gasp for my air boldly, it's a long night.
Eyes pierce heavy with little room to flee.
Waltz with the devil if you crave the energy.
