Brandtson. The Fallen Star Collection. Shannon Said. Zeneszám

something to bloom but not my eyes i'm waiting for you alone in my room except for the flies looking for light my hands held with dark why is it so hard for me i hold back my heart and it all falls apart again two seconds from the end why am i the same it makes no sense when you keep promising change why is it so hard for me it's not right this time i'm way left of right i guess i just should have known it's always like this it hasn't always been i never saw the change but i need one again something so true and still so full of lies i'm high on your smile coming down on your words i guess i just should have known