Your bombs and pens like swords, held high, up to my throat. You have made the cost of blood, as cheap as ink and all I think.


"What Has Become" - For Whom The Troubadour Sings (2010)

Dawud Wharnsby Quotes

Your bombs and pens like swords, held high, up to my throat. You have made the cost of blood, as cheap as ink and all I think.

Your bombs and pens like swords, held high, up to my throat. You have made the cost of blood, as cheap as ink and all I think.

Your bombs and pens like swords, held high, up to my throat. You have made the cost of blood, as cheap as ink and all I think.

Your bombs and pens like swords, held high, up to my throat. You have made the cost of blood, as cheap as ink and all I think.