Dear little chum,
Here is my open letter to you.
Misery is like a carnival,
humming by in waves of the blast.
echoing through the Thundering skies from miles away
the scream of fireworks
And sparkling lights become blood rain,
it pours with the color red
you poor Li'l soul might be excited
painting puzzle with your dead blood.
Dear little chum,
Here is my open letter to you.
Misery is like a carnival,
humming by in waves of the blast.
echoing through the Thundering skies from miles away
the scream of fireworks
And sparkling lights become blood rain,
it pours with the color red
you poor Li'l soul might be excited
painting puzzle with your dead blood.