Sporadic Subconcious Seminars
I've changed, but nothing has changed. You still can't handle the truth, and I am still an apex predator.
Tell Me Your Secrets
cigarette burns, holes in my memory
your mouth was my lullaby and i still haven’t woken up
6 AM, dreaming of a better time
when i was yours and you were mine
words you said that i won’t ever remember
while we lay outside in the middle of December
i promised to live if you were to die
and i’m still here, i didn’t lie
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