Born of cold and winter air. You cut through the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love, and strike for fear. They see the beauty, sharp and sheer. Beware the frozen heart.
Born of cold and winter air. You cut through the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love, and strike for fear. They see the beauty, sharp and sheer. Beware the frozen heart.
Everything was going wrong. Everything. (Read Premise)
Angel they call you, but do they know you’re falling. “You are perfect” they tell you, but do they know the consequences.
Angel they call you, but do they know you’re falling. “You are perfect” they tell you, but do they know the consequences.
They seek uturu at the Hweth’ik clan
Everybody supports women until a woman's doing better than you Everybody wants you to love yourself until you actually do
Everybody supports women until a woman's doing better than you Everybody wants you to love yourself until you actually do
We gather here, we line up, weepin' in a sunlit room
But if you had to choose?
