You can never really describe disappointment,
It kind of settles there in your bones,
As a weight that drags your under,
Suffocating your thoughts, blindsiding you.
I guess, you could always help me find the words after all.
You can never really describe disappointment,
It kind of settles there in your bones,
As a weight that drags your under,
Suffocating your thoughts, blindsiding you.
I guess, you could always help me find the words after all.
Bohotea 