Bulletproof Dress
I’m bulletproof, I never lose, and that’s the truth.. You hear that drumbeat over in the back alley of Main Street? That’s the rhythm of my heartbeat, pounding off the walls of the reinforced concrete, as I compete in the hot seat, and never once for a moment disown it — I’m just too elite.. I drink my whisky neat to fuel my dancing feet.. I choose to dance in knee-high high-heeled boots.. I dance