Lletres:
As Tall As Lions Blood And Aphorisms

your body, with my body though you lied to me instead you just rolled me over and all i'm feeling are your soft lips and all i'm breathing is your air and

I'm lighting matches off of you and burning bridges all for you. Their fires leave a perfect view of what seemed to be your mouth letting loose

I'm sleeping tonight with all the wolves while dreaming of life that's better planned as long as the wind that falls isn't longing for revenge I should