im going to fuck you till it all makes sense
2025-11-07
im going to fuck you till it all makes sense
im going to fuck you till it all makes sense
put the cattle down go out for a night
set aside the fight, step into the light
leave senseless in our senses
sensitive sensibility
lets fuck until we fuck god
so what im saying to you is
fuck you and
im going to fuck you till it all makes sense
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