Tekstovi: Last Days Of April. Angel Youth. Make Friends With Time.

time. thought i'd make friends with time.
that's something that i would't mind.
to make friends with time.
fear. whoever came too near.
whoever made me feel like.
i could love my whole life.
it's only you.
arms. how i hate autumn arms.
around my throat until i choke.
breathe in and breathe out.
night. when i trade day for night.
when everything seems alright.
i break through thin ice