Smeared black ink your face is ashen. And I'm barely listening to last demands. I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath. Where I am.
Smeared black ink. . Your palms are sweaty.. I'm barely listening. To last demands.. . I'm staring at the asphalt wondering. What's buried underneath..
Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty. And I'm barely listening. To last demands. I'm staring at the asphalt wondering. What's buried underneath. .