Basement - Fading
Rain falls hard, washes me away.
I feel sick, I feel sick.
so empty, so ordinary
cause in my head I heard you call my name
I’m breaking down, I’m fading
everything I had will fall apart
nothing stays the same
Harms Way. The Foundry, Cleveland, OH. Featuring the birthday boy Bo lueders.
Photography: Catherine Terlop
My favorite way to blow off steam is to sing obnoxiously loud in the shower.