this feeling keep coming thru.
someday it'll be the death of me.
someway it'll suffocate me.
for whom?
feels like home
I don't even know anymore
which is which
I'm tore
I'm tired
tears flowing like a faucet
just cry baby
with no future
this feeling keep coming thru.
someday it'll be the death of me.
someway it'll suffocate me.
for whom?
feels like home
I don't even know anymore
which is which
I'm tore
I'm tired
tears flowing like a faucet
just cry baby
with no future