Nai Harvest

Nai Harvest - Pastel

rate me

You talk about the colorful life

And the way we die is concrete

The pavement tight to your feet

I can breath with out some clarity

Think I’m going crazy stuck inside this dark room

With no windows or sunlight

Talk about everything else like you have a reason

Brake my neck, and also break all the kindly

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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