Quiver at the thought of being alone What makes me sick, What makes me quiver Just the thought of being alone Like a needle in a haystack with nowhere to hide (Like a needle in a
Tradução: Theory of a Deadman. Carcaj.
, and I Quiver at the thought of being alone What makes me sick, What makes me quiver Just the thought of being alone Like a needle in a haystack with nowhere to hide (Like a