I'm Sorry You're Not in a Penitentiary

I'm surprised you're here with us and not in some penitentiary. I wouldn't steal a card. It's just borrow it borrow it from well my parents. Not that I was a good kid overall. But yes we all know that feeling of troubled pleasure I helped where it's like you know you're not supposed to be caught at any moment. The black and huge, as if with voluntary power and stinked up reared its head. When from behind that craggy steep. Till then the horizons bound.