Тексты песен Gatsbys American Dream

Recieved news of your misfortune And its scratching out my eyes, biting at my heart But I've got something to offer So this isnt a time to hide my hands Still I hide my heart, still I hide my heart Th

I am afraid Of the book of blank pages God, I'm afraid It's my job to fill them Too much responsibility Yeah, need an interpreter What am I trying to say? I am the author, discovery I am the author I'