Feb 2020
When high isn't high enough,
where do we stop?
Every slippery ***** has got a drop.
And when you feel it run,
Through your blood,
Spill the drink
And listen to
her pretty heart sink and thud.
where do we stop?
Every slippery ***** has got a drop.
And when you feel it run,
Through your blood,
Spill the drink
And listen to
her pretty heart sink and thud.
