Planes Mistaken For Stars
Fuck With Fire
and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and
we cant hide out hands because we've all smeared
guilt across our faces, and we've lost beauty and
died a little in all those places
and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and
we cant hide out hands because we've all smeared
guilt across our faces, and we've lost beauty and
died a little in all those places