02-08-2022, 02:44 PMMerica Wrote:

02-08-2022, 02:18 PMMuerto Wrote: She's ragin, she's ragin'
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She suffer the needle chill
She's runnin' to stand still

This ain’t it, chief.

This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose in a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred!
Two hundred!
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes

Am I buggin ya?
Sorry
Don't mean to bug ya
OK Edge
Play the blues!