Two ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleedingTwo Ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleeding
Night view of chicago from the window of a skyscraperNight view of Chicago from the window of a skyscraper
A lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burningA lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burning