She lives in the bungalow, she kills me. With rose garden thorns, she waits for me. My love is unusual it's painted with roses and thorns. With her I'm complete.
Hey you, someone said you were lost out there. In the grip, trying to strangle us all down here. In the meantime, are you ever gonna set us free. Hey you, will we ever get out of here?.
My friend Blue he runs the show. With hot pink purple china glow. His family trees are molded. no longer grows in summer. He holds it closer lets it go.
Finally, I've met you. The day has come. You're more than beautiful. And you're my son. . I don't deserve this. I never thought it could be. Quite like the moment.