chickin wings chips and dip a keg of beer along with mixed drinks maybe a dooby or two with a girl by my side were me and my freinds go buckass wild a superbowl party like no other from 12 to 12 with no lack of nothing who will win i've placed a thousand that billchick won't smile until the game is over take seattle +4
Young teacher, the subject Of school a girl fantasy She wants him so badly Knows what she wants to be Inside her there's longing This girl's an open page Book marking - she's so close now This girl is half his age
Her friends are so jealous You know how bad girls get Sometimes it's not so easy To be the teacher's pet Temptation, frustration So bad it makes him cry Wet bus stop, she's waiting His car is warm and dry
Loose talk in the classroom To hurt they try and try Strong words in the staffroom The accusations fly It's no use, he sees her He starts to shake and cough Just like the old man in That book by Nabokov
As the spiders and lizards crawl tonight Above my headache and heartache Tight Who is wrong or right black cats also bite And snakes compromised swallow ofdeath strike I feel alone and a spirit close holding a loudpipe Window pains and windpipe and turning point site Without a fight i am happy oppressing cryptic tonight Why must I Sit down In shame feeling denied Waiting for rain and storms maybe sun shining bright A new gunshot herd and death pole Surprise Hear the airplane wings flight sound delight Left-hand or right hand pilot hope the have sprite One day too much is happening out of data gigabytes You will miss me when i am gone promises I might I may just lose you on another website's I will rise in this life to brand new heights Premeditated the hoodwink eye and earning strips Sitting on the porch with ideas to write I can be afraid of my talent to shine bright ad a light I am no worries about race wars black or white Already all seven continents have told to unite You lost in the forest take a hike
where do i think i'm going where do i think i've been who the **** do i think i am
my best freind Paully along with my other freinds this narcotic charm called herion took them all to the end
this ******'s dream called herion they think it's fun you might as well use just a plain old gun
prolong the agoney, keep ******* around think about them, when you use again
it could be your last time remember it only cost a dime so you think you can do it but it could be your last time
you shoot it anyway and you don't even care to you it's only that very next fix
i tell them all the time, you better beware don't do as i do, but it's all up to you you can't ever tell a ******, whatever to do always remember, it's all about you
this dope called herion is no ******* game always remember it's out to drive you insane
if your luckey, you'll only get hooked so give it a try, so do what you do to just get high
this world of herion doesn't only want to get you always remember it wants to **** you
HOW DO I LOVE YOU LET ME COUNT THE WAYS NOT ENOUGH TIME TO COUNT THEM OUT LOUD I CAN TAKE THE DAYS I CAN TAKE THE NIGHTS ALONG WITH MY DREAMS AND I'M STILL NOT IN SIGHT LET ME COUNT THE WAYS AN IMPOSSIBLE THING BUT I CAN SHOW YOU WITH ALL OF MY MEANS
If God tells you to love another, you love another If God tells you to forgive, you forgive the other If God tells you to minister his word, you minister If God tells you to help someone, you help someone If God tells you to be confident, you walk with your head high
Did God actually tell them to drink the koolaid? Did God actually tell them to carry machine guns in Waco? Did God actually tell them to blow up abortion clinics? Did God actually tell the man to **** his neighbors dog? Did God actually tell the mother to beat her children to death?
It is such a sad story when something starts off as a good thing for God turns out so terrifying.
like the bread without yeast like all deserts sands that have blown away like the fresh waters of life has evaporated like the stars and sun disapearing in the skies like the oxeyen being depleted from the air like cars without tires
IN THE GRIPS OF SATIN FILLED WITH AGONY & PAIN MY LIFE GOING NOWHERE WITH HIM IN MY HEAD MY LIFE WAS IN SHAMBLES AND I ALWAYS GAMBLED GAMBLED MY LIFE HE HELD MY FUTURE COULDN'T BREAK FREE MY HEART WAS DEAD I THINK OF MY LIFE I NEVER HAD PLEASE LET ME GO I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE FORGIVE ME LORD I'LL DO THE RIGHT THING