A Bright winter
Could be killed
by your spears?
take off your sweetest dress
lift off your darkest breast
til all smears
Girl guilt
I cant mother your fears
My gifts will burn
Waiting for you
A Bright winter
Could be killed
by your spears?
take off your sweetest dress
lift off your darkest breast
til all smears
Girl guilt
I cant mother your fears
My gifts will burn
Waiting for you