"Pictures, papers, pencils, razors
Blankets, lipgloss, whiskers, whispers" This is all the shit he's going/ went through. Memories, Statements, Rumors, self infliction.
The rest is pretty obvious, she leaves and he did what she asked him not to: "Promise that you won't fall for me."
This song is rediculously deep.
"Pictures, papers, pencils, razors Blankets, lipgloss, whiskers, whispers" This is all the shit he's going/ went through. Memories, Statements, Rumors, self infliction.
The rest is pretty obvious, she leaves and he did what she asked him not to: "Promise that you won't fall for me."