“0610”
Hot days drown out the sound of distant distractions. Summer kissed skin and my lips on yours remains a memory, a faint noise in the back of my mind. Each beat, each thump from my heart reminds me; "you are alive, so tell him."
"July" Although this is the shortest song I've created, it's taken me a while to complete. Lots of layering and stuff. S...
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