SKULLY - The heavens don’t shine when you’re hanging your head like a flightless city swan Maybe there’s no reason why But when it gets cold she guards her heart with the very same animal nerves usually reserved to survive is the only rule
The heavens don’t shine when you’re hanging your head like a flightless city swan Maybe there’s no reason why But when it gets cold she guards her heart with the very same animal nerves usually reserved to survive is the only rule