Elad Rubin:
They
Elad Rubin:
Bord
Elad Rubin:
HELP
Elad Rubin:
Nothing's true and nothing's right
Elad Rubin:
Queen of pain
Elad Rubin:
there's nothing under my umbrella
Elad Rubin:
Alone
Elad Rubin:
Go
Elad Rubin:
home?
Elad Rubin:
are you strong enough?
Elad Rubin:
Let the smoke clear my mind
Elad Rubin:
Runaway
Elad Rubin:
I smoke a lot
Elad Rubin:
Linger
Elad Rubin:
Pleas...not now
Elad Rubin:
Whos separate holiness from secular
Elad Rubin:
Touched by pain
Elad Rubin:
i'm sory
Elad Rubin:
tracker
Elad Rubin:
silence
Elad Rubin:
I'm tired
Elad Rubin:
suppression
Elad Rubin:
panic attack
