The floor's moving underneath you, and nothing's giving you any answers. It doesn't matter whether or not you're afraid. Because I took the card out of a different deck.
You know that your clinging on to this make-believe about "spending plans" isn't going to last much longer. Because your cock's just aching for my little tits, and just aching for the next send. Cutting into your grocery bill, the last of your ration
