High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
Body warmth is cure for cold
Do i catch your eye?
The toes are the tip
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Wilderness is fucking in tents
I'm housework and you'll do me
If it's buff stick it in
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Prepare me for college, daddy
Give me a better quote
In private i'll dance on your pole