Alive?
Despair, hope… Both let me wondering about what am I doing here. Is it love that talk to us all? Is it the pain that makes us remember we are alive?
Breathing hurts and my flesh is burning for you.
Despair, hope… Both let me wondering about what am I doing here. Is it love that talk to us all? Is it the pain that makes us remember we are alive?
Breathing hurts and my flesh is burning for you.