gargle it down
bicycle bellsand never setting suna beer or threewash it downsmell the sweetiodine on the wrinkledcanal watersyeswash it downwhat an unfortunatebetrayalthese last roundslock keymemorybrainbrainbrainand homelaugh with the deadwithout dyingwhy don’t youplay the game…why don’t youplay the game.not that thenight is everto die. Foreveris our feast.Hungry are my eyesseeing them hungryeyes looking at mehow deep be these … Devamını oku