Current mood: horny
Now my eyes feels to blow out.
I feel insecure.
Feels so bitter,
Need more candy and sin redemtion.
She's a little bit impress.
A little bit depress.
There's nothing to confess.
Cold inside my empty scope.
Inside my baritone.
Im flying to the moon.
Wise might say, life is a long-term epic core.
Wise might say, and feels a raise of human sore.
Wise might say, life is a short term memory.
Wise might say, and flip the sun.