Texty:
Robot S Guide To Living The The Holy Dark Ep

France, to the West side of home, it's cold in this town, I'll see Paris in June. Their prayers fill my head, it's disturbing my sleep. Built my faith

never die enough for you...for you Appointed to present a new way to breathe for my majesty Because all of my bright could not chase away your dark It's

The pretty lights were shining in this hotel room of mine ignorant to the fact this was goodbye machines help you breathe post static trauma vacancy

this is a question of your worth. Rewrite my life, the dark presented at rebirth. So give your mouth a rest now the dark is gone and baby you ain't going

do now I said. On the receiving end of static meant to shut you down. We've been campaigning your politics I read them like holy scriptures to the privileged