.meglio puttana che bionda.
♥ spank
♥ gigs
♥ red nails
♥ skinny
♥ ice cream
in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape
broken branches trip me as i speak.
just cause you feel it doesnt mean it’s there.
there’s always a siren
singing you to shipwreck..
steer away from these rocks
we’d be a walking disaster.
just cause you feel it doesn’t mean it’s there.
(there’s someone on your shoulder)
there,there..
why so green and lonely?
heaven sent you to me.
We are accidents
waiting to happen.
