Your mouth it speaks with the subtle disconnection between open doors with subtle observations but these symptoms of each sickness are in a line from a certain ...

Do you remember the time? we were sitting in that blood stained room for you? and you turned to me, and you said how broken bones, they turn you on, but i ain't...

Don't make me decide Just what to do with you and we're on our way tonight We dance with the left to the right We stomp with the left, We dance with the right K...