Kidde Smoke Alarm Won't

In the bitter or otherwise

In the sea angry I was about to throw
I dared not afraid to get wet
Oh but how I envy her arms
its cold blue lips of his words terror. In the thick lava
I wanted to swim
I have not found the perfect
Oh but how I envy her body burning hot
his tongue sliding over my back. Towards
otherwise brilliant I run wildly
I still have not fenced
Oh my accounts but what I want to leave my country little
my neighborhood frozen