ill be on your mind

I'll be on your mind
If you'll be on mine as well
So hard to find
True love in hell
True love in hell
I'll be on your mind
If you can keep me there
So hard to care
So hard to care
When I check 'pon on-road for lower limbo, full figure silhouette skip, I pass slow.
Sway only shade for my lassitude, seems I break only dawn with this gentle mood.
You could be my crimson kiss, 4th minor fall, 5th, come major lift, come sing hallelujah with that old time vigour, soul glow up some old body something real queer
Dead descendant descending, Yahweh Dios, meet my mother maker, happy never ending. Lung punch up one time and sigh finale, we trickle underneath intravenous style...
I'll be on your mind
If you'll be on mine as well
So hard to find
True love in hell
True love in hell
I'll be on your mind
If you can keep me there
So hard to care
So hard to care