fortune is what i use to hold you we are no new generation this is what it's like to be here now and alive watching you run under my gods fiery sun grab bag and smoker's drag hollister and aeropostal, holocaustal when we're dead again we can grow together oh my son and my daughter so no mother have you known in the shadows
Aesha Shona · Wed Jul 23, 2008 @ 12:22am · 0 Comments |