Very sad sack is a sad bag. Very very sad very sad sack. Withered hope says she is his friend. To the end but she doesn't like very sad sack. . Today withered hope saw the very sad sack.
The sun is a miasma. Of incandescent plasma. The sun's not simply made out of gas. No, no, no. . The sun is a quagmire. It's not made of fire. Forget what you've been told in the past.
[Verse]. . I didn't hear what you were saying. I live on raw emotion baby. I answer questions never maybe. And I'm not kind if you betray me. So who the hell are you to say we.