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
