why is it only after we plunge into the deep end that we realize we can't breathe...
that's me in the corner, in the spotlight, losing my religion
thats me in the corner, thats me in the spotlight 1
thats me in the corner, thats me in the spotlight 2
amongst the books n bags, I'm a library on my own
I only pretend to be not scared
a pinch of madness and a whole lot of love
All u need is a friend when u want to smile...
the darkness within yearns for the light
Bathed in religion, attired in customs and buried in a grace of ignorance...