Yellow Dress: Locked Knees

Making your way to the front of a crowded room. Pointing. Life; make mine

clean, and sing wide, sweet chariot. Perfection, done right. Puedes desirme

si este mundo estoy combiando? Esta as la realidad que tu quieres que yo

viva. Jesus yo quiero que este mundo te conosca. Regosigate, favoresete con

este humilde sirviente. "Hey waitress, make your peace."