broken Damn I thought you were real Now they saying I was wrong When all you need is someone on your side To help protect your favourite disguise Oh the summer was short Giving way to all kinds of rain You wont believe the dreams that…

broken Damn I thought you were real Now they saying I was wrong When all you need is someone on your side To help protect your favourite disguise Oh the summer was short Giving way to all kinds of rain You wont believe the dreams that…

broken Damn I thought you were real Now they saying I was wrong When all you need is someone on your side To help protect your favourite disguise Oh the summer was short Giving way to all kinds of rain You wont believe the dreams that…

broken Damn I thought you were real Now they saying I was wrong When all you need is someone on your side To help protect your favourite disguise Oh the summer was short Giving way to all kinds of rain You wont believe the dreams that…

here is an original back in my PROG vein. it has a few dips and curves in the middle just as the imaginary sojourn would, so to speak. I do some leads in the beg. and end.(the end one I do a bit of finger tapping, such as that is) some not too…

here is an original back in my PROG vein. it has a few dips and curves in the middle just as the imaginary sojourn would, so to speak. I do some leads in the beg. and end.(the end one I do a bit of finger tapping, such as that is) some not too…

here is an original back in my PROG vein. it has a few dips and curves in the middle just as the imaginary sojourn would, so to speak. I do some leads in the beg. and end.(the end one I do a bit of finger tapping, such as that is) some not too…

here is an original back in my PROG vein. it has a few dips and curves in the middle just as the imaginary sojourn would, so to speak. I do some leads in the beg. and end.(the end one I do a bit of finger tapping, such as that is) some not too…

here is an original back in my PROG vein. it has a few dips and curves in the middle just as the imaginary sojourn would, so to speak. I do some leads in the beg. and end.(the end one I do a bit of finger tapping, such as that is) some not too…

A song that, when I first heard it, made me weep for joy, because I had been too slow and got caught in the field's night time and the town's gate raised, fighting the legion of whacky undead skeletons that kept raising from the ground. I remember…