Well, I saw you at the station. It was after the election. Down cast they would call him. Your behavior was a poem At the feet of blessed. Your hate burned my hand. Are you happy where you are? W
Where are you going, I don't mind. I'll kill my world and I'll kill my time. So where do I go, what do I see. See many people coming out to me So where are you going to, I don't mind. If I live to
Don't it blow your mind?. Don't it blow your mind like the first time? Circle the voices in a crowded room. Plays in my head so out of time. Kill me with kindness never enough I find Don't it blow
