No pills gonna cure my ill.
A pretty face, don't make a pretty heart.
Someone's looking for a lead, in his duty to a king or creed. Protecting what he feels is right, fights against wrong with his life.
Trying to describe something musical is like dancing to architecture, it's really difficult.
Love's the only goal, that can bring a peace to any soul.
The fight to make ends meet, keeps a man upon his feet.