Qa

You won’t breathe

Questioning your answers

Tape machines slowing down the making

She won’t fall apart

One more left to ante up

Seasons break my heart

Laying low, where do we go from here?

Wait for me

I can’t seem to make it

Why can’t we satisfy and ending?

She feels something strong

Fighting what you’re waiting on

This will not prolong

Altitudes and pheromones

He will fall apart

Nothing left to ante up

Seasons break my heart

Sinking low, where do we go from here?