floor little girl No time to implore ya girl I'm just a dead boy You know that I'm just a dead boy I wanna be a dead boy I'll die for you, if you want
All right me and the boys are goin out tonite and me and the boys are goin down tonite we dont need no fancy place and we dont wanna see nobodys face
I've seen your face and I don't like you You're no friend of mine I don't like any of the things you do You're no friend of mine You're no good it's
I?ve always walked alone and I?ll never live like one of them And though you?ve been called my friend I?ll walk this path until the end I?ll always stand
And a bottle rum we go Argh! It's my duty To please that booty Yo Ho Ho It's a pirates life for me It's a pirates life for me Yo ho Ha-ha sorry bitch
let me feel your cups. O to the M to the G. Sticky messy, Taste my treat. Scream for my ice cream. Tell me all your dirty dreams. Scream for my
Did she leave for the shiest boy in the bay? I'm not to blame for the choices she made. But she left to find answers besides me. Can't help be sad that
for blood Oh I'm shopping, shopping for blood So I'm shopping, shopping for blood Oh I'm shopping, shopping for... It's leather for leisure and a velcro for
Aragog, why?d you have to go? You left Hagrid all alone Aragog, why?d you have to go? You left Hagrid all alone. It?s true you weren?t well liked,
Trading Blood for Oil Fuck the UN give us a year and we can play it again I'm talking about Trading blood for Oil Trading Blood for Oil T,R,A,D,I,N,G
i'm on the ground dying (dying) just like a pill (just like a pill) designed to kill (designed to kill) (Thanks to Daniella for these lyrics and to KhaosxUniversity for
Per altre terre io camminero sicuro che il tempo non mi fermera se...... se...... per altre terre io me ne andro e giuro che sempre un senso in
Es gibt im Himmel ein Volk, mit Schwingen aus Gold, das jeder deiner Schritte mit seinen Blicken verfolgt. Sie sind das was du im Leben nicht hast, und
make up mayne) Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH! [Verse 1:] UHHH! My main batch in the front yard finna fight my other batch Try'na grab each other by each other
to change your ways. a need of redeeming what's lost. with dreams of blood and sloth. tell yourself it's worth the cost. blast it to pieces for this end
Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother and the tears she cried, she cried for none other than her little boy lost in our little world that hated