Besedila:
My Heart To Joy Heavenly Bodies Ep

I stand below the towering skyline Sidewalk cracks keep me in place There is life beyond these rotten structures I was young once. I remember losing

Dismay takes hold of your throat until the only thing real is the lack of conscious and its persistence in ending the vitality of what was once a spectacular

Tied to the railroad tracks, the sun cooking for the vultures. With the truth full steam ahead Not a goddamn mountain could stop us. Confessions will