I am still gripped by my weight from the past.
The decisions I make.
The nights alone.
Playing games with time.
Regrets trying to store up in my psyche.
There’s still time.
There’s gotta still be time.
I am still gripped by my weight from the past.
The decisions I make.
The nights alone.
Playing games with time.
Regrets trying to store up in my psyche.
There’s still time.
There’s gotta still be time.