It's got to be ripe fruit (something far too many people have never had) and the crust has got to be good (meaning lots of butter). And it can't taste like cornstarch.
It's got to be ripe fruit (something far too many people have never had) and the crust has got to be good (meaning lots of butter). And it can't taste like cornstarch.
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God
My mirrored room my secret life
It's lonely here there's no one left to torture
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God