Running from the dark but I just can’t hide. Dreading sundown, I’m dreading the night. Need you back here ‘cause it feels so wrong.
blyoeu
asked:
"Hold my hands above my head, and push my face into the bed, 'cause I'm a screamer baby, make me a mute. You put your hand upon my neck and feel the pulse, beat beat beat beat. It's like a trigger, get me ready to shoot~!"