We lived indifferent This life of the war itself We were mountain Ruby and we have a handful of a handful of
There is no sense among us Sensory except for the habit We were hot and we didnt understand We didnt We were not hot This tight and heartfelt room To the rest of my life I get away from myself The wall is getting closer I laugh at me But maybe my heart is when I am not there for my grief Wall. Wallow Hols I will be sad Wall, I will be sad. *** I am so giving up the wall with me but everything will talk to us again It will feel like we are Escales *** We were mountain Ruby Remembering a handful of a handful We lived indifferently This life of the war itself
I am in this tight and heartfelt room I am getting closer to myself I am closer Wash When I dont have a grief Wall, I give my sadness When I am not for my grief Walls I give my sadness Wall.
