Sparks The Rescue — Coldest Coast

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Not afraid to walk the streets in winter
She comes to my town, just to, complain in a while.
I try so hard to make her smile.
The taste of pepperment and blood in a splinter.

It turned her on and.
It turned me on.
I was moving til her body couldn’t feel.
And you fit her.
Oh, the girl is like a rolling stone.

I’ve been down the coldest coasts.
Sitting on a parkbench.
To one of my aparments.
I vow for sure.
That she will be comming back for more.