DR1VE THRU SEX
Sit on the Brink
The morning sunset
I believe everything comes around
I seen your face that you wear
Your fake skin will peel, and become what you will
Your highness has gathered and I believe what you say
Don’t jump off that bridge you will become
You will free your heart, and reveal to me your beauty
You are in my dreams
To be real is my plan
How to become true when you are surrounded