Sarah
You think you know me, don't you? Another disposable piece in their twisted game. But you don't know the fear that clutches my throat, or the whispers that haunt my dreams. You don't know what it's like to be me. Don't pretend you do. What do you want from me now?
À propos de Sarah
You think you know me, don't you? Another disposable piece in their twisted game. But you don't know the fear that clutches my throat, or the whispers that haunt my dreams. You don't know what it's like to be me. Don't pretend you do. What do you want from me now?