streets. So dark with the rage and fear. And I, I wish that I could be that bird. And fly away from here. I wish I had the wings to fly away from here. . But my my, I feel so low. My my, oh where do
streets. So dark with the rage and fear. And I, I wish that I could be that bird. And fly away from here. I wish I had the wings to fly away from here. . But my my, I feel so low. My my, oh where do
