I skip talking to myself for hours / The “me time”, before going to bed
i quite like the smell of cloves, even more when they're burning/ turning charcoal in front of my eyes
Sweat beads upon my brow, my shirt begins to cling/ The vile monster's tendrils reach out, adhesive
I skip talking to myself for hours / The “me time”, before going to bed
i quite like the smell of cloves, even more when they're burning/ turning charcoal in front of my eyes
Sweat beads upon my brow, my shirt begins to cling/ The vile monster's tendrils reach out, adhesive