15.10.2024, 01:05 ✶
Londyn, 15.08.1972 r.
Tak. Jesteś demonem, którego widzę na krześle w rogu pokoju podczas paraliżu sennego. W tle słyszę nieznośne dźwięki rozstrojonego akordeonu.
Nie podniecaj się,
Eden
I was never as good as I always thought I was
— but I knew how to dress it up —
I was never satisfied, it never let me go
just dragged me by my hair and back on with the show
~♦~
— but I knew how to dress it up —
I was never satisfied, it never let me go
just dragged me by my hair and back on with the show
~♦~