Dreams are a treat, they make you fall through.
The weight of the guilt, the shame becomes true
Puzzling you, robbing you blind.
Settle the score, the last one to mind.
Should just let it go,
put it back down low.
Dreams gut you cold.
A slobbering kiss.
Embarrassment
caught in a kiss.
Wish for a change.
Relentless fate.
I grabbed it too soon.
I found you too late.
Fooled by eyes full of stars. |
