You wore a hoodless sweatshirt on your bed that night. With black leggings, I've never seen your face so white. Your honesty was killing me. The monsters in the room were all dancing to the music all around us.
Explosions pillaging the night. From the fireworks on the fourth of July. It's just my lady, our friends, and I. Smoking cigars and yelling at cars as they drive by.
Theres a walk through the wooded. park by the place. I can't do the switch off. causing a headache. so I'll daydream about you and i'll think happy thoughts.
The demon likes the moon. like a stroll against the wall. I've watched all Afternoon i'm not watching at all. i'm thinking that we need every moment on the way.