Fleshies
To Whom It May Concern
When the sun turns black and stops burningand takes the last breath from the world all at onceare you so afraid that you'll take your own lifejust to make sure you don't see that day?The day seems so blackThe day is so brightThere are so many days like that that you should enjoyI hear they put mirrors behind windows to keep the spirits from coming inFor you is the mirror on the outside?Does it keep you from leaving your house?The day seems so blackThe day is so brightThere are so many days like that that you should enjoyDon't you be a fool, there's no excuseThose ghosts are color-coded but they're not after you
From Letras Mania