If I could have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? Stop to warm and karma’s burning Or look ahead , but keep on turning? Do I
Все, все, все, все... Все паникеры, старпёры форума, Получайте поровну сумасшедшего flow. Паникую? По хую не попав в струю, Откручу голову, над рифмою
If I could have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? Stop to warm at karma's burning Or look ahead but keep on turning Do I have
Intestines exposed By violent thrust The innards removed Dissecting the guts To rip through the skin Tissue and muscle Cartilage shredding Draining blood
To the multi storey car park With our friends Drinking from a bottle Of white lightning On top of marks and sparks Roof running Smoking, chronic, hectic
Hey, hey you, i found myself again! I can do better, i can do better! You don't understand. i'm way over it!
He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat Drives a ?36 Cord with a rumble seat Now he?s a, Lord, he's a jitterbug Scare the letters off a highway sign He
Wake up, ninety miles an hour Take the world's fastest shower Coffee black, microwave it I'm at at my best caffeinated Out the door, pick up the pace
Who orders balance? Who orders chaos? Who inverts pentagramic symbols in a black magic séance? Who dares distorting the infinite natural forces
Tell me a story, tell me a story, let me drift Tell me a story, tell me a story, let me drift Make me think I'm not really in this place Let your words
every time my people get hectic, most my people just wanna disconnect it, but every day they're trying to get it, they now really wanna reconnect it.
I remember the day it wouldn't last...anymore you're too much of a lunatic, she said... she was bored well one day I'll wake up and see how my life's
Limb from limb... Curled glands... Hacked giblets... Stumps for hands... Limb from bloody limb Ruptured spleen... Rancid loin... Shattered ribs...
they peel him off of the floor(frenetic amnesic) he's delirious he thinks hes been here before (frenetic amnesic)no recall not one familiar face (frenetic
early age Blinded by obstructed imagination My conscious is reaching the twilight Erasing the difference between wrong and right You don't see what I see Frenetic
* Time wasted by : JWLKQLA@oak.grove.iup.edu
When you hold me, when you thrill me My heart just sets on fire When you love me, when you hold me I'm just filled with desire You know that I love you
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