Arcade - Duncan Laurence. A broken heart is all that's left. I'm still fixing all the cracks. Lost a couple of pieces when. I carried it, carried it, carried it home. I'm afraid of all I am. My mind
Catherine De Barra, you've murdered my thinkin'. I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinkin'. I'd shake from your spell if it weren't for my drinkin'. The wind bites more bitter with each
