Im a cool girl, in a cool town |
Every night i cry, |
Why dont you get your self some crayons, |
DiZ iZ Da Sh*t, |
Your hands go around my waist. |
Blades whisper a cutting plea of release |
All that was told was sweet lies |
The past is history, the future is a mystery, but now is a gift which is why it's called the present |
"Y0UR MY ANGEL DUSt, |
DAYDREAMiNG & REMiNiCiNG ON dES MEMORiES dAT SOON iN TiME Will FAdE AWAY |