Maple gunman

 Song of the day;;

→ Crywolf - Anachronism

Your ghosts are real

I feel them in my lungs

Breathe them in and out, as I

Breathe you in and out, as I'm

Resting on your bones, bowing to your throne

I wanna see what you see in the comfort of your skull

I'm rising and I'm falling and I'm losing all control

Never feel again, never see your faults

(Underneath, I'm sleeping here)

(Underneath, I'm sleeping here)

(Underneath, I'm sleeping here)

(Underneath, I'm)

I'm weaker than you know, fading just below

Screaming out with concrete sounds, I'm losing all control

And I could be the fire inside of your collapsing home

I could be the storm that tears down everything you hold

(Underneath, I'm sleeping here)

(Underneath, I'm sleeping)

(Underneath, I'm sleeping here)

(Underneath, I'm)

I remember

When you were just a breeze upon my face

All of my regrets had gone away

It was nothing more, nothing more than you