Howling Dollhouse - ’Panorama’

She wakes up to a new day, where did she fall apart? All the time she makes to pray, the mystery still fades away. Walking without intention, once again, how’d this get so hard? You played the hand you were dealt. Now she’s learning to lie, through tears running dry. She doesn’t know why. She’s done with this ride, let sleeping dogs lie, it can only get better from here. If it gets worse she won’t care. She fights her way through a wave of false friends, who believe they