can you remember wanting, otherwise regret is haunting and the thought of it's over is daunting
the other night i literally fell into a flower bed and it did not smell sweet, or much at all i think i broke my nose putting it where i shouldn't it's always a power play push and pull touch and tumble tickle my interest and i'll pick your incense sometimes sounds surpass *** for sensuality make a face like you're angry and you're evil eyes roll back and take it tack it shoot a shot then rack it
everyone wants to say hi until you say hi, so i get high the reason why: promise > reality so i lie in disguise find a fine line between casanova and creep riding in a jeep or other 4x4 we hit the floor in a 3x3 went to the sea floor 2x2 noah's angels and all 1x1 have fun