Sandra Otterson
Sandra Otterson
Your instruments work for me
You suck it like you're in love
You open up way more than your sister
At the end it's just fun
Jumping over boundary lines
I can see a future from down here
Adjusting to a hot mess
No exclusivity, just fucking
Straight to nerve relaxing, shall we?
Keep your faith and lose the clothes
In what hole do we put this monster?
I have this one urging request...