trough the vales of time slice my only dream in which all, is not what it seems and the, streets have hardcoredd you and there’s no place left free everything was shining blue and there’s no one left but me
People everywhere but they, do not see what has, overcome him, and why, why aren’t we free?
and the, streets have hardcored you and there’s no place left free everything was shining blue and there’s no one left but me
The streets have hardcore you and there’s no place left free everything was shining blue and there’s no one left but me and there’s no one left but me
The streets have hardcore you and there’s no place left free everything was shining blue and there’s no one left but me