caboose Jan 3, 2016 Staring blankly at the sun Waiting for my time to come Your happy life it makes me sick All the screaming sounds like music
Staring blankly at the sun Waiting for my time to come Your happy life it makes me sick All the screaming sounds like music
caboose Jan 2, 2016 I'm the end I can taste it I'll justify hatred I am the chosen one left hand of all that's sacred
caboose Jan 2, 2016 I can fly like a bird not in the sky which can always swim and always dry I say goodbye at night and morning hi I'm part of you what am I
I can fly like a bird not in the sky which can always swim and always dry I say goodbye at night and morning hi I'm part of you what am I
caboose Dec 29, 2015 Such is its nature. In the end, every heart returns to the darkness whence it came."