I see you in the evening, sitting on your throne.
Prayin' with a fireball, and posted up against the wall
I just wanna hold you, take you by your hands and tell you that you're good enough,
And tell you that it's gonna be tough. This could be the end.

curlycute:

*white person voice* how spicy is this salsa

burning-soul:

Alone at Cyclone Lake