my head beats a busy tune
and the night sits patiently on my tongue
pressed into the back of my teeth
your teeth, and good god
the way you feel before you walk away
have i ever felt heavier?
my head beats a busy tune
and the night sits patiently on my tongue
pressed into the back of my teeth
your teeth, and good god
the way you feel before you walk away
have i ever felt heavier?