Look at these eyes forming up Chinese skies
like blood matched red
I'm shuttering
plans on deck
keep mutering
“I really want to record you...I really want to record you just like this”
Fueled by love
I'm hating these things that blame in bravery
tough guy lends a fighting hand to weaker men into his plan
“I really want to record you...I really want to record you just like this”
Weak men fall in!
to a different class then he
armed with passion
he can think here for himself
