Hanging out with Prince, we’re wearing matching sweaters. It’s the thing to do. A truck crashes through a wall, and we run the other way, into my room. We change into regular clothes. I look out the window at the street.
My exciting life, this place
My exciting life, this place
Hanging out with Prince, we’re wearing matching sweaters. It’s the thing to do. A truck crashes through a wall, and we run the other way, into my room. We change into regular clothes. I look out the window at the street.