Yourcodenameis:milo

Into clear she, passes determined okay
So they kiss her
By the tears in her eyes, nineteen and eighty-five
Okay someday
Misrequails, something lost to hold on too
Drawn in
And all the time you rob my head kid
Draw in before
The time you walked away see you, what I feel, hold on 'kay
False alarms and squares passing emotion feat
Okay someday
Call this place or outside, but exits dont feel the same