Woorden:
None More Black My Wallpaper Looks Like Paint

's ghosts on the highway. I claim. Dancing on the medians. Slamming breaks. I'm forty miles from the city and this is the shit that's in my brain, I need

's ghosts on the highway. I claim. Dancing on the medians. Slamming breaks. I'm forty miles from the city and this is the shit that's in my brain, I