7 acessos
Turned off the phone, I turned off our home
Turned off the whole
Turned off T.V.s, I`m turned off in me
I turned off with ease
I turned off with ease
Sleep, as you weep, your bad dreams
On the count of three, please, release them thru me
Turned off the sword, I turned off reward
And scenes of expecting
It`s not what you say, it`s where it comes from
It`s where it comes from
It`s where it comes from