Yellow Dress Locked Knees
The Chariot
Making your way to the front of a crowded room. Pointing. Life; make mine
clean, and sing wide, sweet chariot. Perfection, done right. Puedes desirme
si este mundo estoy combiando? Esta as la realidad que tu quieres que yo
viva. Jesus yo quiero que este mundo te conosca. Regosigate, favoresete con
este humilde sirviente. "Hey waitress, make your peace."