i didn`t think it`d go but who`d of thought it`d stay. an orange flow that
goes for days and days. i simper in your tracks and swelter in your gaze. i
didn`t think you`d go but who`d of thought. fuck. now i`ve got this
blister. it never leaves my hand. now i`ve got this blister. it never
leaves my hand. now i`ve got. now i`ve got.
