Steven Lee Shilling has not received any gifts yet
I sent you The Messenger to tell you that you're Not Alone and the High Voltage Burning In The Skies left me Crawling to A Place For My Head. Even though Nobody's Listening, I find it Easier To Run By Myself before I Hit The Floor; Forgotten. In Pieces, I let God know What I've Done, telling him my sins as I Leave Out All The Rest. Now I'm Waiting For The End with Hands Held High and From The Inside, I have No More Sorrow. I haven't Given Up, I'm just trying to find through Wisdom, Justice And Love, Somewhere I Belong.