Crane Your Neck
Lady Lamb the Beekeeper
Crane Your Neck || Lady Lamb the Beekeeper
I’m as blue as blood before the blood goes red!
And how it hurts, even in sun
goddamn joke how it can hurt even in the sun!
For a heart beats the best in a bed beside the one that it loves
Oh yes, a heart beats the best when in a head, death becomes irrelevant