ShoalsPierce my lip or make me sick; I’ve passed plastic as if it matters; But I haven’t my legs; Beyond worried about the light in the darkness; Holding the innocent safe; With a brave face; The sirens loud in my ear but not theirs; The pounding
ShoalsPierce my lip or make me sick; I’ve passed plastic as if it matters; But I haven’t my legs; Beyond worried about the light in the darkness; Holding the innocent safe; With a brave face; The sirens loud in my ear but not theirs; The pounding
