Andre کے بول

Customs and.. On the brie Look down and tell placing eyes out with a.. The pavement it took the place is strikes and just As the lines reach to a phase oh uh One black and close to I kissed her ashamed Still like a.. In a cluster of parade I look into the city.. There is a knife There is a knife … there is a knife Lean back and forth and the fly Touching her hair switching gray.. Black Blood fills the noise … back and forth There is a knife … there is a knife There is a knife … there is a knife soul