I am grease. The purpose I serve is to keep everything running smoothly. Without me, it all works fine for a bit. After time, however, the moving parts burn out and the machine fails. My functions aren't of immediate, physical actionings, but you need them to survive. Like blood, I keep the beast alive. And like blood, and like grease, having me on the outside means imminent demise.
You deserve it
ReplyDeleteThe way you work it
Cause girl you earned it
Girl you earned it