

cold,
even in this hot sands
waves break the shore
salt in my
bruised knees
in my cut, my bloody lips i have woken to the moon
soon i might reach you
on the other side
left alone and thrown away
one day i felt like i had everything
already planned
i had imagined my life
and played it in my head
everything was going according to the plan i have woken to the
moon! soon i might reach you!
on the other side! i
have woken to the moon!
soon i might reach you!
on the other side!
cold,
even in this hot sands waves break the shore salt in
my bruised knees
in my cut, my bloody lips i have woken to the moon
soon i might reach you on the other side
to the
plan
to the
plan to the plan to the plan