How Are You Doing?
Lickgoldensky
Torn from the earth hung tied on myself thin breath left necks embrace the dark,air so far from getting lighter I welcome the night silence brings me peace,embedded in velvet black lest these days we will (forget) let it snow,let it snow on your graves I never know peace with myself there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing I know there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing Let it snow,Let It Snow