TYB
The twang on that riff…
Four riders
Four branches
If it is true then why when given its own area to grow in, it dies because no one wants anything to do with it, almost like people know it's complete bullshit. Your narrative only lives when it's invading other areas. Like an invasive species or a cancer.
Moar like Four-oh on the last one, or the first or the middle, but mirror it and you get an oh-four.
NewDay USA blonde without makeup is the chef's kiss. With makeup she melts ice when she walks in the room.