It would be futile to argue with youbecause you even believe in your lies nowThere's no need to knock on the dooryou were never on the other sideLay w..
Every morning I roll over...grab my phoneI can't wait to see if you have messaged methen your words invade me, swallowing me whole"You'll never hear f..
Flameretardantholding togetherstringspieces of fabricfrom an old blanketcomfort once foundhereburnedsent to hellthe strings are what's leftholding tog..