I'd do anything for air

About me

I can't promise you life, neither can I promise myself to live.

I'll let my demons fly sky high.
The walls hold me gently, I mutter slightly, light everlasting, what shall I do?

And the demon in my head will stay.
And I know that if she does you'll stray.
Oh, how I need her more than ever now...
Because the hole's in my hands haven't quite formed yet, haven't quite settled in...

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