seemed like a good idea at the time.. bones here, bones there...marrow fucking everywhere.. youre fired, clown. [schultz].
I don't fuck bitches anymore. I make them watch me massage myself. Till I cum in my hand. . Belt them with my payload across the mouth. Real men don't just blow loads.
Black and Hispanic newborns. for as low as a thousand dollars.. All shots- spayed and neutered..
Caucasian Russian newborns for as low as $5000. With dual U.S., Canadian citizenship.
all circumstance is sabotage that which does not kill. us makes us stranger command chaotic brute force the. stars in your eyes stolen reprogrammed another.
(Bushido). . Ich denke mit dem Mic schreib es auf ein Blatt. Schick mir den Termin per SMS und ich komm und zieh euch ab. Es sind meine Strassen und ich drehe krumme Dinger den.
Seven bowls cast on the land. Sinners walk proud show their private lives. Depict deception the wrath is on. Kiss of a queen bite of a snake. Deadly poison venomous fate.
Mid-day heat is low. Sun torches victims skin. Priests rise to command. Blood spills the altar stairs. . Sacrifice to their gods. Sun sets the slaves all die.
I hear a voice. It calls my name. It once was simple. Now the complications reign. . I recognize. And I won't change. This coldness that you serve. Will only cause you pain.
i wrote this song. for my now ex-girlfriend. but she hadn't heard it yet. so i changed all the words. so that she'll never know what it said. all those witty lines about her.
and if I stare too long at the sky tonight. will it open up to breath life. back into my lungs they're collapsing into me. the time is right is never true.
you busted up my pride with a hard shot. I'm bleeding from my eyes still you wont stop. my hands did the best they could. but not enough. so talk down to me again.
What do you get for your anger. And what do you get for your pain. Its how you live this life in danger. Your always on the go. Still only scars remain.
Ricky had a will. Ricky had a way. Ricky was a stubborn kid. He showed it every day. But he didn't yell. And he didn't fight. Instead of starting arguments.
A smack in the face. A knife in my back. I wanna go under again. The day so fast and the. Night so short. How could this be my only friend?. Now I know what's right.
In the night of my final sacrifice I sent my soul. Into the vast and fathomless unknown to find a word. A word, that indicates the beyond.. . It came back later and spoke:.
Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci enorme de lemn. Vopsite cu trei culori, pzesc pe marginea soselei. Fntna celor crediciosi. Trei cruci pe marginea soselei.
Cry with my tears. Cry with my pain. Still in the cold. Neverending rain. . With one of your kisses. My words you'd embrace. From one of your kisses. My bleeding would cease.