Put hands on my body and you give me chills, one touch I am down and baby it’s your kill Your fingers, they linger (long after you’re...

Our initials are carved on a bamboo somewhere in India In the archives we smile and wave in a vacuum of youth and euphoria And I know it...

I've been keeping this faith for so long it's getting heavy (heavier by the day) I've been waiting for the ship to come but it's never...