Ruined
Strange, I have been seeing you eating tacos alone in the vintage Cadillac, like in a 1950s film noir movie. You walk towards me without hesitation and drag me towards the LA river, flushing it all away. No more ‘us’, just another nightmare.
Strange, I have been seeing you eating tacos alone in the vintage Cadillac, like in a 1950s film noir movie. You walk towards me without hesitation and drag me towards the LA river, flushing it all away. No more ‘us’, just another nightmare.