Testi:
Gatsby S American Dream

What on earth can atone for all the wrong i've done? oh god from the depths, from the depths i cry out your name i'm sorry obliterated the planets in

Eloise sits, this privelaged corpse, A mundance pace offers no sturggle Denny holds tight, Chrome death kiss on a platter, He enters a raid to a hive

lonely smile like an oyster that's been shucked and dead. The company the red posies they sprang and they whispered. Sweet tragedy. "There's a bird

beware, beware out of their closets the skeletons are coming come down with me where the woods meet the water lets get away from your dirty little secrets

take your knife out the blade is deep in my back but it's not the first time can we figure a way to bandage the wound your misguided soul is playing

all, the children call their favorite time of year. Snowflakes in the air, candles everywhere, olden times and ancient rhymes and love and dreams to

Consuming every little thing we get our claws around I do subscribe to the thought that we are the dinosaurs With pebbled skin, sharp teeth, a wicker

Thoughts orchestrated by the metal that is sewn into your skull: 1. Live 2. Consume 3. Depart Flesh becomes circuits, fulfill this purpose Obey programs

To them it's Technicolor I can tell you're lying. It cuts through my belly Lies this deck is stacked with lies but no one knows the difference So what's