IN CONVERSATION: Mason Bunt of Pridelands
Upside down, inside out, tell me how can your eyes stay closed?
Upside down, inside out, tell me how can your eyes stay closed?
And in the clarity it stings a lot like hindsight.
Humility in success.
I thought that all this purpose, was just mine to take.
“The feeling of not working alone, it can be tiring.”
I lost myself when I found solace in you.
Swallowed by the womb of death.
The fear and the doubt grow deeper again.
I can be anything with you.