"When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart, again
Love, love will tear us apart, again.
"
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways
Taking different roads
Love, love will tear us apart, again.
uoa:
sometimes you hit the point where you either change or self destruct
"I avoid people who I actually like. I suppose that’s a phobia but also a habit."
