I be mixing up days i be mixing up days ’cause my mind is fuzzy. more like a shooken drink that’s fizzy. would you catch me if i fall? my mistake : you’re never there. you’re high in the air. always there buh never with me you just can’t feel me. < previousnext > People who enjoyed this, also enjoyed: Maybe Behind bars I wish my eyes (you) could talk Soul touching my soul really exist How unfair!