lionheart
ale ale
I writhed in pain
Pain
Pain
While you kissed your cart
You said, "I couldn't fight kismet"
Intangible as the stars
Stars
Stars
And, who else would give way to my ugly little heart?
Pride trade with descartes, of grief in al a carte
"A toast for the blood, a toast for the scars,"
I managed to say as I collapsed with a thud
Sycamore with a cherry on top
Berry born leaves, with buttermilk scotch
Sycamore with a cherry on top
Berry born leaves, with buttermilk scotch
Sycamore with a cherry on top
Berry born leaves, with buttermilk scotch
Sycamore with a cherry on top
Berry born leaves, with buttermilk scotch
