My unicorn cup is filled to the brink
Of tiny Endorphins and foggy fear
When i start my day.
I will collect rusty coins and colourful tokens
For each time I say the truth
And my face doesn’t lie.
My unicorn cup is filled to the brink
Of tiny Endorphins and foggy fear
When i start my day.
I will collect rusty coins and colourful tokens
For each time I say the truth
And my face doesn’t lie.