My head is empty
My life is discrete
In cold old rooms
With bags of old ****
Sleeping on Mull Ave
With pink pills
And cold feet
Too much has changed
And too much means to me
-Melanie Munoz
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 10:24 PM UTC
My head is empty
My life is discrete
In cold old rooms
With bags of old ****
Sleeping on Mull Ave
With pink pills
And cold feet
Too much has changed
And too much means to me
-Melanie Munoz
Wednesday overcast by king krule hits home for me and it inspired me to write this. I loved the flow and the last two lines “A lot has changed, now a lot means to me”-king krule