there was a rapture. so i can never see you anymore. nightmare's believable. walking into sweet oblivion. . not saying it's easy, no no. to feel it all or not at all.
A little bit of smoke in the sky. It's late in the evening. And the end of the summer. Burns upon your skin. . It's never too late to cry. Or sleep with strangers.
Once the feeling calls. You play the part, break the heart. Until you feel alive. . Scratch through the ceiling you love. To have your fun behined the gun.