Morning or night , 'I lived you in...me" Morning or night , 'I lived you in...me"

The city towards its decay hurtling Potholes and foul air, jams, and disorder, is hurting The city towards its decay hurtling Potholes and foul air, jams, and disorder...

I see myself walking on an alien street, In minimal clothes with ash on my face and arms I see myself walking on an alien street, In minimal clothes with ash on my f...

Now every road every street, every road reminds me of our story. Now every road every street, every road reminds me of our story.

"An impish grin Sparkling eyes Out of place With her Matted brown hair And tattered clothes" "An impish grin Sparkling eyes Out of place With her Matted brown hair And tatte...

Does it hurt, to be found? Or is it better to sink? If death is a bane, There's none else to thin... Does it hurt, to be found? Or is it better to sink? If death is a bane, There...