Hang on someting fanart study

Got an owerhead the bubbl gum in check
And the forty litters dirt gas.
What you would bear over wight?
Got a hang truck jack. +a battareya for music
Getta don’t forget.

Maybe for us  gonna to bear
it the iron scrap in self hump.
Then we getta to a holy nimb.

The buckle pants was look?
You went to restroom yet?
We have  the three flate tire
I’m to cuz ask.
The bull power call the drink?
Ask to him
have yet a bear and mule.
for us it will be need.

Up tonight who drive who
It become the big quest.
A road are farly
And night the moonlightly.
It’s  are sure overwight.
The buckle look? Good.

Don’t worry it no a track
Only three tonn in one tire.
Here hang on you head
Just getta hang on nothing.

sing along loud to a radio bottle dogs
driving into the fog on an empty road.
supervisory freak, give me the communication pipe!
I need to see how to collapse the ambient occlusion.
the kids are about to go to school too!
We know your grandchildren are in Barcelona.
Blood money's a good thing to spend.
your idol's gone to his hole.
my cats are twenty-five years old
oh, kitty, did you throw on the floor?
A good song
is too classical a painting.

Sing other song she came in drive from fog
She create sheself.
Where you see a drive?
We move three kilometer in hour in one tire.
It a fog slowly music
the snackly mushroom ambient
yes
and funny a funeral march.

Welcame the night in road has many a faces.
You can take us with the car to hand?
A care?
Mercifulheaven we go to half mind crazy yet
or not yet complete done?

In fog diffused even the time.
It’s creeply.
Just hear it’s mystic
(but if you for it are enough mysticly)
If don’t you just will be dead her.
I kidding.
But antifog don’t work by us.
Road in night forest have a danger turns.
It a something dreams?
of course. It can some change?

You catch car in the lightmoon road?
I pick up you don’t worry.
No doubt.
And for what would need reask to where?