You've got a rocket inside your bullet head. I've seen you walk it, baby. Your knack for greatness has never done you wrong. You showed that sweet old lady.
Have you ever heard the sound?. Of your head in the ground. And you're afraid to say. And it won't go away. . That's the sound of your brain cracking.
Many muscles has the man. Each one has a reason. Many women felt his hand. Each one trying to please him. . Imagine one day the tables could turn. Imagine one day the tables would turn.