Cerce - Weary
I’m a pile of bones, empty and disposable.
I’m still bare.
Let me put this body to rest.
If I’m not lying in my bed made a coffin, I’m just a ghost in my own city.Disposable.
Cerce - How To Be A Woman
It’s about punching for your self.
It’s about kicking for your goals.
Fucking bat those lashes for your soul.
This band and this song rules.
(Source: fuckeatkilldie)