I throw my pride against the wall
I fought, i fought. i fight the call.
And in case you haven’t heard yet
Its time to separate you from the herd
No you’re not leaning anymore
Know you’re not leaning anymore
You wouldn’t let me out
Your words fell flat, and hit the ground.
I had to sell you out cause you wouldn’t let me out.
Cry.
Momento Mori
By Thomas Finne
