Voor wie het nog niet wist:

Well, I held you like a lover, happy hands, and your elbow in the appropriate place. And we ignored our others, happy plans for that delicate look upon your face. And our bodies moved and hardened, hurting parts of your garden, with no room for a pardon in a place where no one knows what we have done.

Do you cum together ever with him? And is he dark enough? Enough to see your light? Do you brush your teeth before you kiss? Do you miss my smell? And is he bold enough to take you on? Do you feel like you belong? Does he drive you wild? Or just mildly free? What about me?

Well you held me like a lover, sweaty hands, and my foot in the appropriate place. And we used cushions to cover happy glands, and the mild issue of our disgrace. And our minds pressed and guarded, while our flesh disregarded the lack of space for the light-hearted in this boom that beats our drum.

And I know I make you cry. And I know sometimes you want to die. But do you really feel alive without me? If so: be free. If not: leave him for me, before one of us has accidental babies. For we are through.

Do you cum together ever with him? And is he dark enough? Enough to see your light? Do you brush your teeth before you kiss? Do you miss my snout? And is he bold enough to take you on? And do you feel like you belong? Does he drive you wild? Or just mildly free? What about me? What about me?


Ik wou eigenlijk zo ne youtube link doen ofzo maar ik kost da ni, dus als iemand da kan aanpassen dan zou da zalig zijn.

Veel emotie,

Arno