LIVE GALLERY: Slow Crush, SOM & Blanket at the Bodega, Nottingham
Stare at the sun, forget everyone.
Stare at the sun, forget everyone.
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
Growing tired losing everyone I knew.
Boy like a bruise, cutting strings on your balloons. Tell me what am I to do when you’re away?
I wanna feel the sun until I’m blind.
It was all you deserved anyway.
Don’t feel bad — this part of the plan.
Deep breath.