Pinkey / Bee On A Tongue

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

I took a pill to fix my youth

Id didn't help my dear

I got fear which always used to be so real

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

Toward to this all

Rich clowns and black tears

Completely paid my deal

A forged bill that would have done

As well as that pill I go

Toward to this all

Defeatism stole my pain

Please guard the door

I need to hurt myself again

And toward to this all

Toward to this all

Resilient ego

Cries in a taunting way

Being devided

And where I place a sore

The issue laid aside

A bee on a tongue