Sweet and Sour
Sweet and sour
Sweet and sour sesame chicken
Sweet and sour sauce
Sweet and sour spice
Singing these inspirational Psalms to you, because I tried to be nice.
Sweet and sour melon on my skin for it's cold as ice.
The things that you said, like now I see why people beat you down all the time I am a fallen angel.
Sweet and sour romance
Sweet and sour relationship we're sibling rivalry twice the snake eyes
With a full house, double feature for fervent four unrealistic recipes of typography lithography typically trinomial triad traumatizing trouble.
This faithfully misconscepted anarchy left a field of bittersweet taste upon my forreror chocolate and minsed garlic enscented dry chappy and forbidden lips.
Therefore, yesterday I decided I am going to bleed until I breathe no more.
I would in this sweet and sour hour put my trust in you, however every time I look forward to seeing you you are gone without a sign to still be alive.
Everyday the timelines reverse counterclockwise I begin to die, and I have forgotten what it's like in how it feels to be alive.
Now on Facebook that poisonous black Twitter and black planet.
I'm the fool standing on the corner.
Holding up a cardboard cutout sign that reads hungry will work for money.
I'm not hungry for food, but for love the world is still incomplete.
My world is waiting, so why can't you speak?
In the night the silence is breaking me!
My heart is in dire need of gentle care.
Sweet and sour flowers
Sweet and sour fables
Sweet and sour melodies, leaving bittersweet aroamas in my nose....
Sweet and sour sesame chicken
Sweet and sour sauce
Sweet and sour spice
Singing these inspirational Psalms to you, because I tried to be nice.
Sweet and sour melon on my skin for it's cold as ice.
The things that you said, like now I see why people beat you down all the time I am a fallen angel.
Sweet and sour romance
Sweet and sour relationship we're sibling rivalry twice the snake eyes
With a full house, double feature for fervent four unrealistic recipes of typography lithography typically trinomial triad traumatizing trouble.
This faithfully misconscepted anarchy left a field of bittersweet taste upon my forreror chocolate and minsed garlic enscented dry chappy and forbidden lips.
Therefore, yesterday I decided I am going to bleed until I breathe no more.
I would in this sweet and sour hour put my trust in you, however every time I look forward to seeing you you are gone without a sign to still be alive.
Everyday the timelines reverse counterclockwise I begin to die, and I have forgotten what it's like in how it feels to be alive.
Now on Facebook that poisonous black Twitter and black planet.
I'm the fool standing on the corner.
Holding up a cardboard cutout sign that reads hungry will work for money.
I'm not hungry for food, but for love the world is still incomplete.
My world is waiting, so why can't you speak?
In the night the silence is breaking me!
My heart is in dire need of gentle care.
Sweet and sour flowers
Sweet and sour fables
Sweet and sour melodies, leaving bittersweet aroamas in my nose....