I'm bad at love, but I still want it all.
My heart is gold, but my hands are cold.
I'm a walking paradox, but I'm still gonna f***ing rock.
I don't need nobody's touch, I'm haunted by the memories.
I'm a ruined soul, but damn I'm good at feeling.
I'm a ghost of myself, but I'm still alive.
I'm an open bo... Read More
