#falco.

[titanhearted]

i made my mind up to be a black-winged bird, never turn my head for how things were. leave the bluest skies for boys to burn and i'll soar on my way, sad as the state of things we can't change. now we're paper dolls all aflame in houses that all look the same; rows of regret, an arson for a wilderness. ( now my black lungs are blue, but i'm still singing to you. )