Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Ride or Die

Natural born killers, you and I
We make our escape from New York City to the Wild West with the top down
Reckless with love, guns and wanderlust
Follow the old maps and our inner compass
Stop along the way, make a mess, out of breath, undressed
Carnal wreckage on the side of Route 66
With you by my side
Its ride or die 

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