We Yes You No

Tricycle Joyride
This is my empty space, this is my maqseurdae i am the face that peeks through the window i am the one that is locked in this spider web this is my childhood windowodniw these are ALL my brokkchcszxszxen toys these are the memories lost and expired you in my room are alive and replace them, my book is open to write you in colours drive you around at the back of a tricycle radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love suffocate suffocate love invade invade radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love suffocate suffocate love occupy occupy this is my empty . space. walk into my empty space, swallow! my empty space, occupy my empty space From Letras Mania