Biography
I have things to say, words that flow, my whole life it's all been hidden in the shadow. Let it out, let it out, sing to the sound of your own mind.
Samples
You can't find peace at the bottom of a bag And you can't find truth with a needle in your arm And there's no God in a dealer's hug
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