What are you listening to right now?

Flёur - Moral Damage My love is still very blind, but it has already learned to be silent. My love is already too weak to call a doctor. Have pity on me - don't offend, don't hurt my sensitive nerve. Who should I blame now for this moral damage? Why did I go home? After all, there is ruin and horror at home. Why did I go home? Why do I always leave? Into the cold of the gloomy streets - away from love and warmth... Into the cold of the gloomy streets - away from love and warmth...