Aye God

giesa minute whits yer rush youve had my whole life to judge me 2 mins widnae kill ya whit would i ask would i call you a bas beg for forgive I'm Scottish please oor music scares bees have you seen oor kisses From the Glasgow of cities F**k-f**kety f**k f**k how we swing our knees as our beds we leave we the widdershins people trying to pull back the last tock