Crossroads

Our last goodbye
The sunset cries, completely unaware
Close your eyes
No looking back, the end is coming near

Your demons took you hostage
Then I lost it, You're forgotten

Emerald green
The airs pristine, it is becoming clear
How frightening it is to manifest these little things

You joined a shitty punk band, bleached and chopped your pretty hair off

Ahh...
Ahh...



Credits
Writer(s): Alexa Berard
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