have you ever wondered what would it be like...
The first feeling fades,
the sparks are gone.
What remains?
The broken parts of memories.
Memories...they run in the veins.
One step at a time.
Turning into awkwardness,
one footprint at a time.
By:...
The first feeling fades,
the sparks are gone.
What remains?
The broken parts of memories.
Memories...they run in the veins.
One step at a time.
Turning into awkwardness,
one footprint at a time.
By:...