You walk down the street and see a yellow flower. The neighbour tending to the flowers tells you that the flower is called a red flower. You have just be strooped. Haha.
Cause dire times, call for dire faces So lovely dancer, call and answer Trade our places in the night We're running barefoot, you and I Dead lovers salivate Broken hearts tessellate tonight
I'm a young soul in this very strange world hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake. But why all this hate? Try to communicate! Finding trust and love is not always easy to make.