The beauty of what comes next is only true when you're led. What's the point of leaning towards sorrow when I can't get out of my own bed? If only forgetting you would get you out of my head
The word "love" is abused these days it has turned into an implicit word chucked around carelessly but what is true love if it doesn't hurt, if it doesn't sacrifice, if it only abides to the world rat...
The beauty of what comes next is only true when you're led. What's the point of leaning towards sorrow when I can't get out of my own bed? If only forgetting you would get you out of my head
The word "love" is abused these days it has turned into an implicit word chucked around carelessly but what is true love if it doesn't hurt, if it doesn't sacrifice, if it only abides to the world rat...