BBW Leka Smith

Sometimes you're better off dead, there's a *** in your hand that's pointing at your head, you think you're mad, too unstable

Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables in a restaurant, in a western town

Call the police, there's a madman around, running down, underground, to a dive bar, in a western town

In a western town, a dead end world

With the eastern boys and western girls