Andre

Customs and .. on the brie
Look down and tell placing eyes out with a ..
The pavement it took the place is strikes and just
As the lines reach to a phase oh uh
One black and close to I kissed her ashamed
.. still like a .. in a cluster of parade
I look into the city .. there is a knife
There is a knife … there is a knife
Lean back and forth and the fly …
Touching her hair switching gray .. black
Blood fills the noise … back and forth
There is a knife … there is a knife
There is a knife … there is a knife
Soul