Issues

Cut me Cut me Cut me Cut me Cut me Cut me Really tired of just wandering in the world Where every day you think if it's going to tin Strange reality where trust is a priority Strange where secrets were not just about harm Like a farm waiting for the day for our roots to be cut We stand in silence as time begins to shut Hate and pain is a feeling that consumes your integrity And watch how people love to show their fangs and flee Really tired of just wandering in the world Where every day you think if it's going to tin Like a farm waiting for the day for our roots to be cut We stand in silence, as a time begins to shut