Could it be more clear
Piano, Guitar, Angelic Voice
Mini me was a materialist
He wanted the touch, he wanted the eyes
Now all he wants is the Sky
Faded moon in between lights
Why do I have to mask underneath the circus
And clean up my mess
Will I always take accountability
May I ever show disrespect
Could I ever be free
Mood change, and cloud rain
Blue car and nose ring
Petri...