the number R.

Border line angry, border line sad. Jump the ship, talking about pyschopaths. Indigo their favorite, loves getting naked. I mix up descriptions as if dyslexia was greatness. Mi amor, love you more, tell me it isn't so? Cause the letter R bleeds red as it talks to G.I. Joe. Stories of passion, raw sex, as heart clash in. To fullfill a destiny of you and me. Society brands us with a name and number. This is number R with a color that screams acapella..