Hi, my name is Lugas. |
I drink the blood of books
and eat the insects that fall into my paints.
like all brilliant artists do.
I’m here to use my heart and my hands
Somehow the bruises changed my plans
And there’s a silent storm inside me looking for a home
I hope that someone’s gonna find me and say that I belong
I’ll wait forever and a lifetime to find I’m not alone
And there’s a silent storm inside me, and someday I’ll be calm