lunalunaticxo
voices hushed faces blushed your steps are rushed- where are you going? clap clap the sound of your feet leaving the map where the shadows meet And you walk and you go and you talk but you know you´ll never reach that goal never fill that hole As long as the fight ain´t won the walls still down and the voices not gone there ain´t no crown So you call out fight hoping you might for the first time in life win this war But you don´t. You don´t.