| hazy felt, ruby red |
i found myself inside four cylinders i couldn't believe the dynamics of her she was waving me on all i could think of was god and my sex the color blue rose to a new level and froze have you seen the boy jason under the influence he i swear is a gem the most unusual boy let me tell you a story of seven castles and one angel after spinning my yarn i fell to a new level and heard a ghost a holy ghost let me give you one final thought of mine follow the call- dance with dogs- fight with saints |
| Jason Deas |
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