White-knuckle ransom note,
to the one.
There is a picket fence
outside a great and quaint Victorian ranch.
There, the weeds will never grow,
and he shall go off the defense.
Doctor, we don't need an EKG.
I can see everything from his veins to his capillaries.
Everything pulses to the beat.
I only see want and need.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 1:15 AM UTC
White-knuckle ransom note,
to the one.
There is a picket fence
outside a great and quaint Victorian ranch.
There, the weeds will never grow,
and he shall go off the defense.
Doctor, we don't need an EKG.
I can see everything from his veins to his capillaries.
Everything pulses to the beat.
I only see want and need.