Everybody dies with a debt, We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget, Or confess to a God that we know we only hear in ourselves. Bottle it up, let your problems distill, Forget your dreams or fulfill them. Leave no trace, waste away, It's time for change. So when the saints go marching in, They won't be singing for your sins. They just hope to Hell you've learned something, Living and breathing #WhileSheSleep #FourWalls #Lullaby4Me (at Badung, Bali, Indonesia) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsoAGF_BytGdDtG_VDcNdz4JkIO_u96mca0a9A0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=7ery3wanvuju

















