: I used to be a better man. But the regret came, and here I am. I used to walk outside my door. But I don't go outside anymore When will they carry
more Every time my eyes are closing, there is just one word Once it's spoken, my eyes open, and I'm yours to serve When your world tries to blow itself up from
I used to be a better man. But the regret came, and here I am. I used to walk outside my door. But I don't go outside anymore When will they carry me
