Snowblind. I can't find my way back because my tracks move in spirals to me. Now I'm up to my knees and it's freezing. I'm sinking. I'm thinkin of you
We grabbed a piece of driftwood hold on tight and please don't let go. We'll follow the waves to the nearest shoreline. Wake up to the coast of some
I can feel the sands of time passing through the hourglass and it shimmers in my eyes as I linger in the wake as eternity escapes I begin to realize
I push myself everyday, I push myself. I look to you everyday, I look to you. Now through this looking glass, it is time to set this right. Looking back
Can you hear over the buzz of flies Between the pillows and the skies That beg into your eyes Through the looking glass In between your thighs A talking
undefined Curious to what she doesn't know Step through the empty air, reveal what wasn't there A fantasy-her looking glass world Is it as it seems?
side, reach the undefined Curious to what she doesn't know Step through the empty air, reveal what wasn't there A fantasy-her looking glass world Is
In the morning there's a buzz of flies Between the pillows and the skies That beg into your eyes Through the looking glass And between your thighs And
?t remember What it feel to be complete I?ve tried pretending But it drives me off my feet I don?t know what it?s coming to But I?m looking through the glass
.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through
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girls dressed in their mini skirts and their knee socks down below Everybody always wants a thing or two palm trees for surfing for blind Crimson reflections through a looking glass
In the morning there's a buzz of flies Between the pillows and the skies That beg into your eyes Through the looking glass And between your thighs
I?m so i?m so messed up and you?re so unsuprising that scheming pride you?re playing with it leaves me so defenseless which is all the more reason to
I?m a writer of a language that?s both beautiful and tragic translating on the page every letter?s an admission sentence bringing to fruition things i
Back and forth and here again i?ve finally found a place where i can feel again back and forth and here again i?m waiting for the day when you return
will i feel this pain yet the pain keeps me close to you cause with everyday comes the truth that you?re gone and i?m left here all alone to sort through
asking more than they can offer oh standards how could they possibly handle them all? please allow an apology on our behalf oh broken child have you fallen through