Stranded on lut19 2012
Once you told me that you’d be there till the end of time
Now it seems you’ve got another thing on your mind
Every step you take it seems to get you closer
Now you’ve finally crossed that line
Superficial game of mental hide and seek again
Taking chances with the one you… Read more
Narcoleptic on lut19 2012
Slip and stumble at my first offences
It’s not treason, it’s no lie
You talk inp aragraphs
I write my sentence
It’s not treason, it’s no lie
It seemed a place for us to dream x 2
Crush and crumble under your defenses
It’s not treason, it’s no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season,… Read more