Emptiness dead-smooth and choking the air
I’m leaving Hollywood if you don’t care
lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
trying to picture the smile you might wear…
(pero sin plan maestro)
(pero sin plan maestro)
Emptiness dead-smooth and choking the air
I’m leaving Hollywood if you don’t care
lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
trying to picture the smile you might wear…