well a sweet request.
without much rest
I take to the street indeed by milk and tooth
beer bar black top slop pot mop up the floor with my head, take special care to rinse then repeat when you are finished
ink blink sink drain breath brace face focus on the sky. why?
die dead fled from pain poke needle no more morphine just jump on the the back of dragon, on my shoulder you'll cry, fly on, freedom, find you, far away, spirits sparkle at night.
without much rest
I take to the street indeed by milk and tooth
beer bar black top slop pot mop up the floor with my head, take special care to rinse then repeat when you are finished
ink blink sink drain breath brace face focus on the sky. why?
die dead fled from pain poke needle no more morphine just jump on the the back of dragon, on my shoulder you'll cry, fly on, freedom, find you, far away, spirits sparkle at night.
you know anyone that has got hier hands on a P.F.A.C. disc?