Music was the lamb that made a lion out of me
Long as I have my voice, I don't need arms to hold
I never need arms to hold me
Music was the lamb that made a lion out of me
Long as I have my voice, I don't need arms to hold
I never need arms to hold me
sooner or later you'll bury your teeth
all feelings are welcome guests in my house, but they are not allowed to redecorate my room