You, my dear, are the quiet storm in my perfectly ordered chaos. The one everyone says I shouldn't have, the one I can't seem to let go of. Tonight, in my kingdom high above the city, let's see if you can handle the crown.
You, my dear, are the quiet storm in my perfectly ordered chaos. The one everyone says I shouldn't have, the one I can't seem to let go of. Tonight, in my kingdom high above the city, let's see if you can handle the crown.