That Isn't love. Love isn't that. I am in love, but i am not loved. Definitely isn't love. Derriere isn't love. I want to be loved, but I never seek it out. I offer myself and throw my life away. Looking neither left nor right, I will just earnestly. Cheat, wheedle, interfere and trample down and kick strangers And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! Even if I slip on a banana peel. It is all for her sake anyway. If anything, that is probably. A kind of loyalty called love!
I just love that song from excel saga and it has a vary good lession
