Alex

Painting the words to this song Dancing to the feels of our heart Holding on to the little this world has gave us. Aching to be loved passed and broken, lost in the world of our own. Dropped from exists that was never our own. Desperate to clear the very tainted scars that make us feel this pain. That face, those eyes all bring him to us and our heart whimpers no screams in need To coward and seek revenge. Broken into two halves, maybe more as time rolls on. But now in all I must say all I need is my big brother Alex and I’ll be okay.