Sit down

I'll sing myself to sleep A song from the darkest hour Secrets I can't keep Inside of a day Swing from high to deep Extremes of sweet and sour Hope that God exists I hope I pray Drawn by the undertow...

I could feel your eyes While they were burning Wwith such intensity You make me feel dirty I can almost feel Your hands all over me Did your momma never say Its rude to keep staring If you're caught...

Pour me your mind days i feel like crying/wine? said that i could take this world without leaving this behind no one to blame compared they're all the same not her but oo oo i did and now im mad hard...