You go gladly to airport again and again, you run from your old life, its for sure, you tahink they are raw, they beat people with military tools, it fun for them all, nothing really goes, like people want, you do all the jokes of your own.

You give life with violance, and medicene like your dad, there is no top anywhere, you like to see people suffering, being in hospitals where you can, roll them to the other need, finally they end up to the morgue, before it you take their organs, and fix them of your own.

You all run gladly to airport, they do what they can, you like to fuck them all, room is empty, you can choose your new doors, how does it feel now, you all like you raw style, you roll the life like you want it, you just wanted so see how they play it.