“
This can’t be how you live.
It’s like a ball and chain around your waist or this simple state.
Your mind’s sick again.
I’m tasting nothing but 4 words, please don’t leave me.
And it’s Dark in the winter so your ideas start to sleep
It’s like a ball and chain around your waist or this simple state.
Your mind’s sick again.
I’m tasting nothing but 4 words, please don’t leave me.
And it’s Dark in the winter so your ideas start to sleep
—
lydia
“its in your blood”
