55 to the mile on your Cocaine with your crazy style.


Roller coaster to the hall of fame, whats your name?


In line trying to find what is yours i know what is mine.


Sixe feet above you fly like a dove, Your mind is a glove in wich you love.


Watch me run 461 through neon of new and fields of fun.


Dance by a stream to requiem all you have seen is no longer a dream.


work sense innocence trip with your mind.