With my self care
On the floor
The noose tightens
That little bit more
Twice Shy
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
With my self care
On the floor
The noose tightens
That little bit more
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 