Music is my sanctuary. Music is my blanket. . Emotionless the city lies. Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes. The dull the dark shades on my day. I live inside this place. . Locked up inside my met
. Music is my sanctuary. Music is my blanket. Emotionless the city lies. Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes. The dull the dark shades on my day. I live inside this place. Locked up inside my metal cage. A