Wooden Shjips
Ruins
Under my skin, chases after all the blues. Look out for the king, in the writers and lost
This will be uncertain this will be ruins
Born in the light, cast a shadow of our love. Thinking the sun, blurring innocence of tired. We all know, you all wrong
Out of the night, was so long I can't recall. Chasing after night, at the end of so to fall. Did you know so much home
Lost the purpose execution. Every knows, wouldn't be so easy. We've only hold a dream