Fashion Of His Love
Joya is the new black.
Subway kids rejoice the truth. I won't give up of my life. There's something about baby yoü and I. I will fight for, I have fought for how I love you. I'll make you squeal baby, as long as you pay me. I'm a bad kid and I will survive. Follow me don't be such a holy fool. I've learned love is like a brick you can, build house or sink a dead body. I have enough, this is my prayer, that I'll die livin' just as free as my hair.I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes. I'm on the right track, baby I was BORN THIS WAY !
