nnahs:
There's nothing here left for me but empty promises, and the thought of all the things I'm never getting back.
nnahs:
Summer do you feel me? Listen can you hear it? Cave in and believe me, open up and scream it
nnahs:
I'm gonna go to sleep and let this wash all over me, we don't really want a monster taking over
nnahs:
The sign that i couldn't read, or a light that i couldn't see, some things you have to believe, but others are puzzles, puzzling me