I was lost I was sick
I was drunk on the street
staring at gloomy sky
staring at this hole between the bars
I was young I was bad
I was I was so uneasy
I was drunk I was sick
I was staring at this hole between the lungs…
beautiful and unique vocals over haunting musical progressio…
classic Joan Silentio shivers moment after the break - the Q…
My goodness, what to say about this ? Your voice takes me aw…
So I can hear! You're like a lyre gaining the tuning.