Essay Lyrics & Chords By Emp

I'm ridden with the guilt of unspoken words, uneasy thoughts, and a head full of zeros. Silence is golden and our smiles forced on our face. We hold our breath rather then force...read more

Put your hands up Show up, I'll get you I'll chain you to paper Cut you out, wall paper What do you believe in? Whatever you have to believe in Open yourself up Bows...read more