First game, eh eh, rock paper scissor Whatever I put out bae, you’re gonna leave this place In the presence of little bastards, saying they made it by luck It’s you and me, till one of us dies Ride the night like night rider Heat up this place like a fire Little kids, no matter […]
Into my forest that no one has ever seen You walked in that summer Did you know? It’s a secret I want to make Closed eyes, lingering soft breath The sound passes over your body I’ve grown used to saying it’s the last time But I even like that
Is it too late? Did you wait for a long time? On nights I wasn’t there Did it feel deep and long and dark? Then let’s stop this late evening And slowly go back to the day When I wasn’t there at all So I don’t have to worry