♫ Well me, its nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Someday you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won’t take a day off I’ll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again ♫
\m/(◣_◢)\m/
┌∩┐(◣_◢)┌∩┐
☣☯☣☯₱₳℞☥♆ƃѲ♆☯☣☯☣
♫ Well me, its nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Someday you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won’t take a day off I’ll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again ♫
\m/(◣_◢)\m/
┌∩┐(◣_◢)┌∩┐
☣☯☣☯₱₳℞☥♆ƃѲ♆☯☣☯☣