Twenty-Seven Strangers - Villagers

Becoming The Archetype - Self-Existent LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ @ Into the darkened tomb I walked but only found it empty My mind is tormented

The most familiar room Every implement was leading to you And your homely sense of disarray Never once the same always rearranged But things would never cha

Darius - I'm Not Buying So many times we find ourselves here Looking just about anywhere But in each others eyes, I'm wondering why... So many chances bru

That day, That day What a mess what a marvel I walked into that cloud again And I lost myself And I'm sad, sad, sad Small, alone, scared Craving purity A

Farewell to my only friend You've been so good to me Now the carnival has ended Let's set the tigers free The spring was always early And the winter never