Lirieke:
Flaw Homegrown Studio Sessions

The air is cold and frigid The kind of cold that stings your bones The dead of winter lingers Frozen deep inside the souls I can hardly feel my face

I think you made me hate you But I don't wanna feel this way As I can't see right through you And all the miindless things you say I think I'd like

I got so many questions Rattling around inside my head Will I give up, will I give in? Can I get by the frontline? Giving too much, will I defend All