Oh so goddamn solid
Corruption an absolute thing of the past
Sins fallen by the wayside
No more hiding it out
She come to this rare ol’ country to grab all of her bearings
He arrives full of money, albeit on something of a wing and a prayer
They’ve both seen and met their fair share of peculiar naysayers
And now it’s all about this particular pair of yaysayers who get to do it all over again
Ready to wax lyrical ’til they completely become one
He with his gun forever loaded, on oh so heightened alert
Ready to explode all over again if needs be
She with her knife fastened by a slender side
Positively inviting
Only willing to hide it out so long as nobody guides their eye in this particular direction
All about love and discretion right now