No one’s around
Not a single soul
I’m free on my own
Free, unbound
I open my voice
I sing out loud
Songs of my past
Songs of my last
Weaving lyrical anomalies
Absurd yet sane
Treading on melodic harmonies
I sing loud
I sing loud
No one’s around
Not a single soul
I’m free on my own
Free, unbound
I open my voice
I sing out loud
Songs of my past
Songs of my last
Weaving lyrical anomalies
Absurd yet sane
Treading on melodic harmonies
I sing loud
I sing loud
Wish the stars have recorded your songs 🙂
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Oh you wish they didn’t…. 😉
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But whyyyyyy :p
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Let it be like that 😉
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