Where is my fortune?

It's in my forced reaction

Doesn't one hand help me read now?

Doesn't one hand help the other one?

Put down the wild

Cooking like the face of banality

I've got it in my brain now

I've got it in my center



What are you talking about?

You started loud

So am I



Is it my woman?

Is it my head?

I hide up wing my motor

And hide up wing my hot goal