We're only young and naive still

Urban Preppy

We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins

 The bittersweet between my teeth

Trying to find the in-betweens

Fall back in love eventually

Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate

Modelo: David Rangel.

As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper?
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper?
Can you whisper?
Can you whisper?
Can you whisper?

Empezando la semana con una nueva entrada corta y muy gráfica.

-Giselle