scared i’m not going to be there when the other shoe drops and it’s all gonna be fucked away with the whirlwind i’m behind; chasing storms like it was all i was meant for
let me into your sweet heart so i can show you how sour it really is
if you hold my hand i can promise you it won’t be so lonely and you can let go whenever because it’s all the same to me
i’ve been down here more times than i can possibly stomach and walked all the way back more times than you can possibly fathom
i’m way deeper than you ever thought i could be when the bad things bleed, that’s how you know that it’s me
mael-strom noun a powerful whirlpool in the sea or a river. a situation or state of confused movement or violent turmoil.
