Writing songs is hard for me. I can only write about two things, love and smoking. Two things that ruin lives and good sleep more than anything else. We can slaughter ourselves and others, but the only thing that matters in the end is that we get what we want and we had a good time doing in. Welcome to the world we live in, lovers of the light and color chargers.
My heart is going to Sudan, where are you going.
Go Barons.
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