Coming up short is a sure thing
Author: mfine
This is how we chill
I want to contribute to natural selection
Legs like little splinters
Do you mean the back of love?
You wonder if this heart of mine will lose its desire for you
Taking up a side and digging trenches
I’ll break them down, no mercy shown
Would you be more happy, if life was just straight down the line?
You always play to win
