260707 London D2 โCome overโ ๋จ์ค ๐จ๐ช
Knock knock Knockinโ on your door
My blood on the floor
Just checkinโ on your door
(What the hell am I doinโ this for?)
You act like
Done with past life
Then you pass like
Dust in a flashlight
Smoke in black night
We so dead, right?
But I hate metaphors