Thestrikersdontstrikeonsuperbowlsunday

if i ever see your face again - exhale. 
moments left unspoken once again. sought out to bridge what you have formed. 
ill jump face first onto the rocks - far from this home. strike! if i ever face your eyes again - exhale. 
she saves those looks for the love, in the killers own right mind. we will rise up. we will rise.