: The darkness moves Flickering lights The faint impression that it's watching us But are we safe It might sneak past The shattered windshield of this
The darkness moves, flickering lights The faint impression that it's watching us But are we safe, it might sneak past The shattered windshield of this
Tradução: Moisés, Santo. Perdido en el laberinto.
Tradução: Laberinto. El Perdedor.
Is it so hard to accept the fact we're always changing? did we all choose to live in denial? we had no control whatsoever once the damage was done and
