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SEX is the best song ever
Lyfe. :love:
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you're stupid
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Why? don't you like it?
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Stop Crippla. Just stop.
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I like how Crippla is slowly driving us all to madness so no one believes any new posters arent him
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BTW this is the real best song ever:
Eye on the TV 'cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavour It happens to be like; Killed by the husband Drowned by the ocean Shot by his own son She used the poison in his tea And kissed him goodbye That's my kinda story It's no fun 'til someone dies Don't look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face But with the other Stare like a junkie Into the TV Stare like a zombie While the mother Holds her child Watches him die Hands to the sky crying Why, oh why? 'cause I need to watch things die From a distance Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies You all need it too, don't lie Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowing Neither the brave nor bold The writers of stories sold We won't give pause until the blood is flowing I need to watch things die From a good safe distance Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies You all feel the same so Why can't we just admit it? Blood like rain come down Drawn on grave and ground Part vampire Part warrior Carnivore and voyeur Stare at the transmittal Sing to the death rattle La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie Credulous at best your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men Pull your head on out Your head believes it give a listen Shouldn't have to say it all again The universe is hostile So impersonal Devour to survive, so it is So it's always been We all feed on tragedy It's like blood to a vampire Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies Much better you than I |
Break my face in
It was the kindest touch you ever gave Wrap my dreams around your thighs And drape my hope upon the chance to touch your arm Fabulous muscles Cremate me after you cum on my lips Honey boy place my ashes in a vase Beneath your workout bench No romance no sexiness But a star-filled night Kneeling down before the now familiar flesh Of your deformed penis Wigging out before the unfamiliar flesh Of my broken neck |
You guys are crazy.
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I asked you if you were sure about sticking around. :p
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Vicarious > The world
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Yeah, Berlin was a good band.
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No, Timberlake's what goes around is the best song ever.
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My friends think I am dumb cause I do not like Justin. :-\
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you are
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