G̸̺̈́̂͒̍̒̇͝ḥ̷̢͍̙̪̎̎̅̅̄̃̀͂͑͝...
i got used for sex ...
And i really tought she whas the one
G̸̺̈́̂͒̍̒̇͝ḥ̷̢͍̙̪̎̎̅̅̄̃̀͂͑͝...
And he tought to himself what a mess a beutiful mess
G̸̺̈́̂͒̍̒̇͝ḥ̷̢͍̙̪̎̎̅̅̄̃̀͂͑͝...
Cut across my skin when my death begins i wanna know i have died for you
G̸̺̈́̂͒̍̒̇͝ḥ̷̢͍̙̪̎̎̅̅̄̃̀͂͑͝...
The music
The way city people and farmers hate each other
:) also we are tall