On with your home, the song said it all to the sky With alone catapult and a song gently put to the side And the tones he would push and the songs he would push To the side when it all went to f@#k in the snow that gets pushed To the side
Well your heart is a bush and it’s talking to with some size When you already put all of the soup inside They were all really smooshed with a calm steady push To the side (musicvl.com) I’ll let your heart find On with your own wife
Sign up all your relatives Only your heart would mind And the serpentine
I’m the reaper of bond Called the arrival Tear into the night How with you? “Harder”, said your boy
Conserve it with an omelette And you’re on it with the carpet And you solved it, said you called it Set your orbit, said you cough it Said it’s often that you’re oh fits And your old tits on your hard drive