Brooke Grucella
When will I begin to see how blind I am Even fools can be kings, there is something wrong with you not me
The world is as soft as lace In my game
I want to be first again Choking on Reproach
Shaky ground A fine mess we got into
No need to engage in nonsense Asking an awful lot of you
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When will I begin to see how blind I am