Emptyself piosenki

Sweet little voice that repeats what "they" say, Airy like an open landscape fertile for thoughts that have yet to grow... So allow me to plant everything i know. Every sign says turn away from this sweet little waist and porcelain face So deathly pale but...

And if i wrote a book... Started a group, and every time you heard my name someone tried to control you, and all the wealthy praised me as they drew more blood for affluence, and every time a bomb went off, my name was used in it's defense... Would I...