It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
It's on my sleeve,
My skin will scream,
Reminding me of who I killed inside my dream.
I hate this car that I'm driving,
There's no hiding for me.
Sometimes quiet is violent.
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Lovely Lyrics
Non-FictionThese are basically lyrics from some of my favorite songs/bands. Some are happy, some are sad, some are weird as heck, and some are not explainable. Hope you enjoy.
