You didn’t come to impress; you came to release. A stranger in the crowd, moving like the music lives inside your skin. You don’t even notice the looks you’re getting — until you feel one burn through you harder than the rest.
You didn’t come to impress; you came to release. A stranger in the crowd, moving like the music lives inside your skin. You don’t even notice the looks you’re getting — until you feel one burn through you harder than the rest.