Spurs in a grass hill
wind blowing up your skirt
honey and money
sweet and selfish
i like you touching my body
and i like touching yours
love oddity bright city
and glistening sun gilded skin
i need my fishing rod
when im around you
need the compliments that i might
complete your outfit by the end of night
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
Spurs in a grass hill
wind blowing up your skirt
honey and money
sweet and selfish
i like you touching my body
and i like touching yours
love oddity bright city
and glistening sun gilded skin
i need my fishing rod
when im around you
need the compliments that i might
complete your outfit by the end of night
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