Off with his head – wait. Forget what I said.
foot
My feelings flip-flop. They don’t stop.
These feet keep moving on streets
that I seek until I become weak.
I slide through a window.
Off with his head – wait. Forget what I said.
My feelings flip-flop. They don’t stop.
These feet keep moving on streets
that I seek until I become weak.
I slide through a window.
