* I know there was another thread for this but that was back in August and I don't wanna bump an old thread... *
Ellie Goulding
Ritual:
We breathe the smoke of fear we owe
Explosions
... run and hide... I wonder why
... you could be King ... I've lost my faith in everything
Michael Jackson
Thriller
You hear the door slam and realize that there's no where left to run,
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the Sun.
The Way You Make Me Feel
Oh I'll be workin' from nine to five,
To buy you things to keep you by my side.