Trying, Sir Perfect
• Written by Moth
Moth's Notes
Some random stuff, just trying to experiment with some rhymes and beats.
Forgiveness they request, always being stressed, pressed and unrest trying to be their best.
Over the hills they come, hoping for their returning, reconfirming drums, maybe their change can be safely daily till they're vaguely in the crazy navy.
For now however, they forever may never fix whoever they threw their sticks at for much pleasure.
Crying, lying and dying made those university applying kids make them the hypocrites favourites.
But maybe they aren't nothing but the convicts who always contradicts their partnerships addicts, still they add to some fingertips fingerprints, yet they get scholarships.
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Moth
Member since November 1 2014