Theories

As smooth as silk, as bright as gold
Low and behold
The saviour of a dying scene, but no one here consulted me
One size never fit all, the talent pool
Is smaller than it’s ever been,
And too shallow to dive
Setting out to make your mark
Which road will start, the journey of a thousand steps
Can start with one mistake
It doesn’t matter who you know
It’s fashion over function
Stockholm Syndrome
You stole the sun away
You won the argument
Re-trace steps to learn where you were
You stole the sun
You stole the sun away
You won the argument
Re-trace steps to learn where you were
You stole the sun