His darkened skin soaked with the smell of gaz and oil
And his greasy hair, kissed by the winds of freedom
He’s all distressed leather, heavy metals and pins
And he rides away, lonesome
Chasing her under the heavy sun
Sources: weheartit.com, jason lee parry via Fashion Gone Rogue and Les Loups MC
Filed under: What inspires us
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