Bad Kids. Lady Gaga. We don't care what people say. We know the truth. Enough is enough with this horseshit. I am not a freak. I was born with my freak on. Don't tell me I'm less than my freedom. I'm
Products of lust through incidental reproduction. A group of kids stuffed, primed and fated for self destruction. Four or five years will get the job done. Sometimes advancement comes with two or
left you hurt. We were kids in love. And then we grew up. But won't you hold me close tonight?. Like we're kids in love. Kids in love. Kids in love. Kids in love. We were kids in love. ♪. We were kids in