supposedly I should've remained in silence, but my consciousness was at present, supposedly I should've remained in silence, but my consciousness was at prese...
Maybe life is a game, And death is the prize... Maybe life is a game, And death is the prize...
It’s pulling me down like gravity Telling me I can never fly It’s pulling me down like gravity Telling me I can never fly
The sky bled in violet Pink clouds discoloured The sky bled in violet Pink clouds discoloured
I do not have an aim, voided volatile flow. I do not have an aim, voided volatile flow.
It’ll be a wish for the Same good old days. It’ll be a wish for the Same good old days.