some say i complain too much....
some say they like my personality...
i say whats left if i can barely manage my life before it has even gotten on its feet...
perhaps its time to let my soul breathe...
through a nice ventilated cranium...
some say they like my personality...
i say whats left if i can barely manage my life before it has even gotten on its feet...
perhaps its time to let my soul breathe...
through a nice ventilated cranium...