An avalanche of steamAnd so it seems,I'll have my way with youThe stars are wondering eyesThe flowers turn the tidesAnd when she cries, the air becomes poisonI've been talking to the sun and he tells me, That I'm too cold for youI've been talking to the moon and she tells me, That I'm too cold for youToo cold, Too cold for youWe are surrounded, Can you feel it?[Edited on March 30, 2010 at 10:10 PM. Reason : bleh]
3/30/2010 10:01:21 PM
Nope
3/30/2010 10:01:37 PM
3/30/2010 10:02:18 PM
nope.
3/30/2010 10:03:07 PM
Negative, Ghost Rider
3/30/2010 10:05:10 PM
I'll allow it without Milhouse's dad this time
3/30/2010 10:05:43 PM
let's get physical, physicallet me hear your body talk
3/30/2010 10:10:00 PM
3/30/2010 10:42:55 PM
it's ok
3/30/2010 10:43:36 PM