Epico

Don't you go I'not staying Where do you come from? Another galaxy? He thinks he's a jungle man Now wait a minute If you exist Nobody's gonna hurt you There has to be magic You have been strangely accused in your mind The mind is the single of all things for destiny I had no idea I and the Lord we search the heart Try to range, according to these raves According to the root of his doing Dismiss Dismiss Dismiss Dismiss