What has become of me?
I vowed to never ever try smoking and yet here I am halfway through my first pack.
Somebody save me from this nosedive self-destruction.
Begin to Hope
If I kiss you where it’s sore,
Will you feel better, better, better?
Will you feel anything at all?
King and Lionheart
Of Monsters and Men
My Head is An Animal
Howling ghost they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you’re a king and I’m a lion-heart.
Here in these deep city lights
Girl could get lost tonight
I’m finding every reason to be gone
There’s nothing here to hold on
Could I hold you?