Sebastian Gereda gnash

It cut myself
It saw my pain
And broke my head head with blues songs
Tears that fill all over a jar
That killed all over around
Saw my cane
Falling down
Blow away
Should i stay away, away from this place
Close to your radius, close to myself
I saw the flam
I saw the fire
I wrote a song to keep you alive
From my memories i sang
From my back to your front
Inside myself, inside yourself