Oh, I am the hypocrite. Oh, I have nothing and I'm alone. Oh, I am the story teller. Oh, I have nothing but I trust me. Like an eruption of infernal
I'm wondering why I am here now? Though the diamond dust is shining bright, day after day I'm searching for the aim of my being and keeping body and soul
You are standing here as true as you were born on this earth. Don't pin all your hopes and your dreams on somebody else's lives. The Southern cross is
