I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah. I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads. I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod. Savage, I'm bikin', yeah! ©
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever.
Playing and teasing :З
When from exhaustion I want to strip off the skin, salvation comes. In hatred and rage. Chronic anger. In returning pain. And awareness: any rescue is temporarily. ©