They do not listen to my begs, they do not care for my grief. They are those who have passed . There is no place safe, there is no place to go. No where to hide. They’ll find me, it’s just a matter of time.
They do not listen to my begs, they do not care for my grief. They are those who have passed . There is no place safe, there is no place to go. No where to hide. They’ll find me, it’s just a matter of time.