and all i can say is (ft. stan starush of rubycone) shave my legs and call me grandma

Hear the sirens of the ambulance, just a reminder that the death s not far. This town keeps its streets unsafe to walk at nights, and only two steps from this rooftop could take me but here. If you re a coward just like me, you probably know how it feels I m burying my chin in my chest and shamely walking away. And while I m at it, I am building castles high in the air, some kind of childish wishful thinking that will never be true: I wis