(1) Vincent Vega is a nice man,
you clean his hair like a barbie
and he cleans the brain outta your back seat.
Christian doesn’t sleep at all when he watches the movies
He gets his shirt off and reclines
Behind my cold yellow wall.
Who ever thought beige could be so stylish.
I am under the influence. The tyranny or the shepherd, the weak or the poison,
or am I God, raining down my vengeance as you know it?
Understand that this is no trivial matter
Literature has a soul and has written vision
and in the vision has power
to change minds,
And back to (1)