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I dont support any kind of war. Dont care how important, Killing evens no score. Keep the aura as bright as you can, Take down the rope From the ceiling fan. Do anything different, And we're all mad hatters. On the inside is what counts But on the outside Is what matters. I'm not a fighter, Im usually a lover. Feeling like a foreign spy Who's about to lose his cover. But since im just an evil soul Cause I believe in a moral goal, I'll throw my penny in the wishing well And I hope they serve beer in hell.
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Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 1:43 PM UTC
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell
I dont support any kind of war. Dont care how important, Killing evens no score. Keep the aura as bright as you can, Take down the rope From the ceiling fan. Do anything different, And we're all mad hatters. On the inside is what counts But on the outside Is what matters. I'm not a fighter, Im usually a lover. Feeling like a foreign spy Who's about to lose his cover. But since im just an evil soul Cause I believe in a moral goal, I'll throw my penny in the wishing well And I hope they serve beer in hell.
brody-thompson
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22/M/Canadian
Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 1:43 PM UTC
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