Look at these eyes forming up Chinese skies

like blood matched red

I'm shuttering

plans on deck

keep mutering

“I really want to record you...I really want to record you just like this”



Fueled by love

I'm hating these things that blame in bravery

tough guy lends a fighting hand to weaker men into his plan 

“I really want to record you...I really want to record you just like this”



Weak men fall in!

to a different class then he

armed with passion

he can think here for himself