Out with the golden we sew, and the lower past that crawls. Now, to the doorway you run to the girl that’s not enough. Shower’s looking, now we’re peeking over, I was lucky.
Out with the golden we sew, and the lower past that crawls. Now, to the doorway you run to the girl that’s not enough. Shower’s looking, now we’re peeking over, I was lucky.