superprivate

A woman walked in and ask where is The

Superprivate.

She wants to hold and clash his bones.

A man haunts to ask how to get ritches

Around　my black car,

Seize The secret inside the black car.

They grieve and sob

aim and envy

aim my neck

with their black gun.

It's superprivate oval

in our superprivate shallow

one superprivate oval

in our superprivate sea

They sneer and groan

beg and entreat it

aim my eye

with their golden gun

It's superprivate oval

in our superprivate shallow

one superprivate oval

in our superprivate sea