The world is cold at rest on your shoulders
And we feel strangely pressed to grow older
The finite spring of youth won't matter
When all you have are never afters
Don't just stand there, take a bow
You came out on top s…
Your music seriously helps with my drawing! I end up drawing…
Keep up this kind of work! It sounds amazing!
WHOA
This is slowly becoming one of my favourites off the album! …