A collection of memories, fucked up people with fucked up problems.
I sit there to help, my heart torn in two because you wont help you.
Free falling society, sits wanting more on the precipice of nothing.
We can’t help, but love those who need it just as much as ourselves.
Feel for us, for we are allready gone into our own world of love and imagination.
We just scream faster, harder longer we never want our love to end!