FOR THE SAKE OF IT
Pure, simple, blood on the wall, knuckles to face, honest to fuck violence.
and jane youre early your lifes work is dirtied by the fools who adore you only to find only to find you out they saw you tressing in the backroom now they'll pay what they owe you its only small change red on the green green grass #LYRICPOSTING #NOTASTRIDERORIGINAL
Kult: +57
Kull: +45
Total: 102
Ratio: 1.27
