Communicate to me now or shut the **** up
Say the things that will throw away heaven
Spit in the faces of your Gods
******** in places that I probably should not
Holy ground; then and now. Time between.
Unclean clothing, I ******* stick
I’ve got to get back to where I was
One day too late two days to make it
I’m falling apart in my seat
Melting into a puddle of green
My, my, my Remington .308 Manuel
Sliding down so slowly, I’m sick. . .
Ginnie gimme sweetly a sleepy sweetie
Traditional quote; usual lines
Bespectacled eyes,
Scare across a wilderness of hollow lives
Let no pleasure or pastime
Distract me from my vengeance
I’m ******* coming for you
Limitless.
Although you think you know
I may say a few of my words a little slow
Are you scared about Friday night?
Blue moon in sky. . .
Mind in flight
Say goodbye!
Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 3:07 PM UTC
Communicate to me now or shut the **** up
Say the things that will throw away heaven
Spit in the faces of your Gods
******** in places that I probably should not
Holy ground; then and now. Time between.
Unclean clothing, I ******* stick
I’ve got to get back to where I was
One day too late two days to make it
I’m falling apart in my seat
Melting into a puddle of green
My, my, my Remington .308 Manuel
Sliding down so slowly, I’m sick. . .
Ginnie gimme sweetly a sleepy sweetie
Traditional quote; usual lines
Bespectacled eyes,
Scare across a wilderness of hollow lives
Let no pleasure or pastime
Distract me from my vengeance
I’m ******* coming for you
Limitless.
Although you think you know
I may say a few of my words a little slow
Are you scared about Friday night?
Blue moon in sky. . .
Mind in flight
Say goodbye!
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