I'll 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