Putting it away didn't make any difference at all.
The distance here with the world is a million light years away.
What does this shadow want from oneself?
Speaking alien language pisses the figure off more and more.
Just walk out that door or don't speak at all I say.
Every inch of it is designed to crush the 30 deep down.
Leaving no space for the figure to rise from fall.
So then it all shall be left that way till who knows when.
Who knows?
In A World So Big,
It's Not Easy To Choose,
Which Path To Take,
Which Pawn To Move.
Puddle of Mudd - We Don't Have to Look Back Now
It's Not Easy To Choose,
Which Path To Take,
Which Pawn To Move.
Puddle of Mudd - We Don't Have to Look Back Now
10:19 PM
