Van Gogh Sky все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Fyan RellerTranslucent eyelids
I can see right through your bones
and more like a punctured lung
I haven't got much time to waste.
This soliloquy stopped making sense
back when I invented the reason why this conversation had to end.
Just as abruptly as my fondness for human kindness.
This Is How You Better YourselfA step beyond blue but not clinically depressed,
the sweet isn't as sweet as it used to be.
I'm scared I won't enjoy what comes out of this,
but I'll be glad that it'll be over, as long as I am older.
I forget the worth of growing and that living is a process.
No one really leaves but no one ever stays either.
I've been basing my decisions too much on your opinions.