I taste like burnt coffee on your tongue
Like a cherry plucked too early from the tree...
I’d rather tear myself apart a million times...
They say ignorance is bliss and I can’t help but...
“There’s something in the shadows
a light so dim i see...
I don't accept you for who you are.
I throw you in the trash...
Honesty is vulnerable
To be open to those eyes...
To others we do
things that blueprint everything...
Winning and losing
are mirroring flecks on the...
Living is the search
in which we lose everything...
Everything would end
everything my dear, that is why...
Liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...
He serenades still
there under the window of...
it is like it is
rules will be rules...