My world is you. I love you. I want to live with you. I want to have a baby with you. I want to have a house with you. A car with you. A dog with you. You know? .
You're born, you take shit. You get out in the world, you take more shit. You climb a little higher, you take less shit. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what shit even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake son.