misfit-words:
I breathe gasoline on your matchstick coated lipsTogether we can become ArsonOur ashes would disappear into one anotherDrifting along once again We always flared in the wind like embersDesperate to set the earth ablaze
I breathe gasoline on your matchstick coated lipsTogether we can become ArsonOur ashes would disappear into one anotherDrifting along once again
We always flared in the wind like embersDesperate to set the earth ablaze