Mira
<The fear is what I need, what I need to feel
And so I dragged myself
Into this gutter of mine.
LUNATIC SOUL
Our ashes twisting in the air.
I'm a mess.
<The fear is what I need, what I need to feel
And so I dragged myself
Into this gutter of mine.
LUNATIC SOUL
Our ashes twisting in the air.
I'm a mess.