Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
Micah Preite
[Verse 1]
When I’d come home and lie awake
It’s too dark to see a shape of me
But kids in plays aren’t that good anyways
[Verse 2]
I expected I’ll keep circling
To find a perfect spot on your new block
[Verse 3]
Eating together
We're pumped up on sweets and horror