I listen to the last message that you left , then the voice from the suicide hotline ,so come on, come on, dark star, been loving you and I can't get enough.
I listen to the last message that you left , then the voice from the suicide hotline ,so come on, come on, dark star, been loving you and I can't get enough.
sometimes people aren't meant to be and as much as it hurts , you have to come to a realization that you weren't really aware of who they are but only were attached to the vision of them you created in your head.