When I think of all the sorrow. It is hard to take a breath. People fighting one another. And I feel there's nothing left. When I feel there's nothing left.
When I think of all the sorrow. It is hard to take a breath. People fighting one another. And I feel there's nothing left. When I feel there's nothing left.
Fox in the snow, where do you go. To find something you can eat?. Cause the word out on the street is you are starving. Don't let yourself grow hungry now.