solisis

Set my heart on ice and brixton, I got my eyes set hard on you. Negate the assumption I feel no emotion in the gamut of emotion we block away. This Is gross, the barb and rotten, Im sick of being sick of you. Ive pounded the hammer into the bricks and left the mark of the melting man. As I bled the stream and bled the ideals, the words, they read: I bled for you. Its all I wanted, wasnt it? My only mistake. To live and die for you.