sábado, 8 de mayo de 2010


I got a date with the night. Burnin down my finger. Gonna catch the kids dry gonna walk on water. Buying out the fight, we're sweatin in the winter. Both thighs squeeze tight. Choke. Don tell me to fix her. Just take a bite no hangin, no picture. Flyin out my sight droppin brides at the altar. I'll set you. I'll set it off!

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