#ra65, #s14
I am a hostage.
Whether compared to caterpillar and cocoon To emerge or a spark’s soon a bloom to a surge All I need is the nourishment, the courage and the burn To ascend from a number to grave blade runner Hunter, cleric, swordsman, king More like I’m walking with a broken mood ring Mood swingin’ from the mezzanine level Here to bevel the edge My team’s settled on the ledge to pledge It’s like that.
