Cosmic.

All that glitters is not gold.

Double portion.

Given what you needed and not what you wanted.  

Left my heart.

In San Francisco.

Never know.

Your secrets are my truths.

Everybody's girl

I could fall in love with you tonite.

Belle of the Brawl: The Leaders.

If my eyes could linger there

Over the details

Reminisce, blurred colors

I want to see the faces

COMME DE FUCKDOWN

No reason.