spaces And faces slowly happy me I'll take my time, I'll take my time And I close my eyes It's alright to find this out I'm in a better place When you take this and
What's the colour of pretty? December whispers with her whiskers and purrs. It's the way the sun hits your wall. Don't worry your pretty little head
your fascist mind that it makes a fucking difference? whether it's bred from religion, upbringing, or stupidity, someone's fucked with your head and warped all sense of reality and
calls for the kids who desperately try to be seen. next time you throw a party where desperation's the hostess make a toast to the kid who's gone. don
what's said Scrimmage Nearer Nearer to the goal line Forget about the rose vine The Soul will let you know it's time And it's a DAISY age (La la la
can't find the time to move When I've just been out drinking And you You've got a lot to lose The pains hold you down Sometimes you sit and think to
you've been actin like the shit I do is weak and unromantic And I can't understand it I'm feelin like a duck, shit out of luck and stuck What the fuck
's mind's twisted, Made niggaz dreams caught the last train, mines missed it, Listed as a manic depressin' with extreme paranoya! and dog I got sometin
this talkin' is how I feel How I feel I'm not asking for the world I just wanna be an ordinary girl Might not be all you want But it's all you get, it's
I'd never tell you one lie, I'd never let you down I'd never leave, I'd be the one who'd always be around Baby give me a chance I'd pull the sun out
a cold man Dom Sheldon is a cold man He out shock in every single way He'll stop at nothing just to get his political say He think he bad because he's
switch for the deck and the Z-A-P And let the 600 Watt Zeus funk with the EV's Today's a good day to get my hop on Up and down the strip while these bitches
for a reason that is none to clear. And times got a funny way of telling. Yeah now Bonnie's got the virus, Johnny's rotting in his cell and it's the same
Hey, Kool-Aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art, I ain't talking Mona Lisa Dream of rocking crowds See me filling up arenas This weed got me laughing
[Originally performed by S.O.D.] Ruthless and vicious, he'll stomp on your face Deadly, malicious, stay outta his space He'll rip your eyes out, dont
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coke for the confedience All kinds a pills if she had the money she would get them Huffing for a challenge Acid for the love of it AND AND AND AND AND