Welcome to My World

I've started writing music when I was 10.

I remember those wry chords and untuned rusted strings of my first

guitar. But it was a dream.

Our life is a circle. We meet people, we lose them, everyday.

You open your heart and soul to whom you believe in.

And one day, they will stick a knife to your back.

You work hard like a slave of your own. Of your own sense of purpose.

Sometimes you get what you want and your friends blame you in nothing

but your steps to the top.

We lived in a bomb shelter for about 2 years, in our own studio.

Slept on a cold concrete floor and coach pillows, just for it to be ours.

It's a natural selection. Time will tell.