Can we unmess anything ?
You are so sick of me
Crois-tu encore à l’ouvre-clé
no amount of nicotine will cover for this
Life has a meaning they say, you have to find it though, however no one tell what happens once you lost it.
Either drunk in a club or in your bed
they don’t believe in karma until they watch it unleash its forces unto your miserable and unsignificant life
and i still feel like i opened the doors to the many horrors that will follow..
And you thought I didn’t care,
And you thought I lied,
And you still believe I never loved you.