Regret
Tr/St
4:13this stain claim this calm so sore of flattery despair or put aside we release and saturate this kind of love that'll see me through deep inside the hollow sighs I'm conditioned to hold back thick hair wet blank that saying i'm right beside ready, slip in, same design I hope that love can see me through leaving the roll that hollow much we still talk we still talk we sit tough we sit tough I wanna hold you in the night come on a ride it what I meant instead would you rather come sand I wanna call you come my attack did you see it come ready we decide it's you that can misstep I wanna hold you in the night come on ride it what I meant instead I wanna hold you in the night I wanna call in sand