Paroles de The Master

Velvet room, the night fills this place, pictures hang on the wall remind wasted shoes The star of the night is smashig down to image the future make everything harder it doesn't help me and it makes me alone. Deep and strange thoughts are grind by the mind, for as fistful of dust It doesn't matter when I'm the master of the power of the sound. I'm the dragger full of anger in my soul. Falsless selfishness make us like poles that don't attract themselves positive or negative make your choice, but the only right one It's just ME