I am aware no square or fare sky is blue life is cruel I am aware to heaven no stairs sea is rough life is tough I am aware not knowing...

bread or fuel the country is ill housing living aloft shoes McQUEEN withhold thanks for the seniors card every morning my journey starts...

one two three four five down the sea I dive following a short wristle I go zero bubble be kind or hostile send you the sonic missle human...

you call it gravel she says rubble you play it largo she likes the allegro rumor and or scandal return with an echo poverty and or misery...