In a world full of ugliness
Christian, not communist, (we're) barbarians
The feelings that you have for me
Down there, you go always
You pushed me over the edge.
Well one day my mother called me to her side said “son, why you so blue".
Silence baltic motorway hang me on the edge before I Fall Away
For us to get together and sing. Sing!
So Eleanor take a Green Point three point,
Now now there’s no need to swear.
It’s Draco & Harry sitting in a tree
Quivering lips
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
But "In Uniforms."
Your true ingredients trapped up inside.
In the night of your mind
If you see me getting high
The tears I drop
To realize
Now if she does it like this, will you do it like that?
They hate your generation
Once you taste my love you'll make it
I like the sailing teeming
They Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells!
The little piece in me will die
Hope you enjoy it this time
And every time you say good night
Don't let my mother know
Would you bury me?
I am hoping I can find
The psychodramas and the traumas gone
CONTINUE
She's a cage for every unclean spirit, eery filthy bird
And if you wanna find hell with me
Wracked for your sins
Well we're all in the mood for a melody
Plan the plan?
As you begin to shapeshift into a christ-like cartoon
Into the abyss will i run
A little dream together
No no, this can't be right
Girl dry them eyes
If you have a shorty but you don't show love
That kinda lovin' yeah, now I'm never never never never gonna be the same
Man, I can't even believe this shit crow
I see the sun breaking down into dark clouds
And We Run
I've got something, listen now
Oh baby, don't hurt me
I won't be ignored
Music player on shuffle, first line of the first song, second of the second and so on...THAT TOOK SO LONG @_@









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Hail to the Hammer~
Carpe Diem. Complain in daylight.
that thing was you!
You!
You you you you
did she scream
did she cry?
only those that are born are the ones that get to die
One more year closer to rotting
ripping organs tearing grinding
biological discordance
birthday equals self obhorrance
RSVP please
for the death of Thee
you have little time
and your running out of life...
HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
YOU'RE GONNA DIE!!!!!!!
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"I hate the cold!"
"Those don't sound like the words of a creature made to live in snowy mountains."
"Fuck evolution. I wanna be a sandcrab."
--Paradox Comic
Murderface is not needed
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Hail to the Hammer~
Carpe Diem. Complain in daylight.
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//Psychosis,insomnia...you must see it...
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