Mr. Shiver I'm glad you sent a line. Euphoria's endearing. But it's cold, We might as well retire. To the drawer where all used things resign.
Mr. Shiver, in the river, You were sold. You were told. I do, I do. If we make it over the mountain.
Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire; The most ironic place to be is easy... Between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used resign.
Mr. Shiver, in the river, You were sold. You were told. I do, I do. If we make it over the mountain.
You might lose the one you choose. You might lose who won you times ten.