She kept searching through as
Lived parts of dream scenarios
Until one evening, she stopped
And opened a sliding glass door
As she stepped back, he suddenly
Appeared, stepping into the room
—-
(Title of a Sleep Token song)
She kept searching through as
Lived parts of dream scenarios
Until one evening, she stopped
And opened a sliding glass door
As she stepped back, he suddenly
Appeared, stepping into the room
—-
(Title of a Sleep Token song)