William Fitzsimmons

Falling On My Sword
I was singled out for pushing at the wrong door laying down my guns Spreading like an ocean fucking for devotion til I cannot bleed myself You falling on my sword I’ve given you the coffer my twenties and a daughter What else could I bring? Now you stand on the shoreline shining like a bright light but it’s not for me You falling on my sword From Letras Mania