(akinyele). You can't. You won't. Ak-nel. You can't. You won't. . (curly) refrain. Something is what you meet standing up on the corner. Lay out. And when you think of my spliff.
Sex in the city. . (akinyele). It's another one. It'a another one. . Hook - akinyele (in caps) & christine mclean. (lowercase). . I can't wait till one of us cums.
Ota askel kohti kuolemaa. Hiljaisuus tappaa hetken. Harhoihinsa katoaa. Levon liekeiss itkee. . On himo ja kauhu. Vaistonsa valta. Kylm kosketus sairaan.
[I.] Sortajan kaipuu. Unohduksen sylihin. Siell on liha. Saastunut liha. Sen tapan,. Kielln,. Ja makaan. . Kun kielln sen veren. Himosi laupean. Sen sokeudessa sieluusi vajoan.
Ruumis kylm sanaton. Tuo tyyneys ajaton. Ei arvet kerro tulostaan. Eptoivossa kutsutaan. . Maistaa mullan mustan. Puhuu kielt mrkivn. Maa madon kastaa.
I'm going out to get some air will you join me. I want to feel the wind on my face will you join me. . Let my hair fall on my shoulders. Let the sun shine on my skin.
It doesn't have to be this complicated. Or is it just me?. . I cherish you it's true. And this love, i value. If it's not meant to be. I'll bow to destiny.
Calling me, calling me. Back to the air that I want breathe (?). Drawing me, drawing me. Back to the ground, that I once stood upon. . Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls.
Another Day Comes Due. When I Look Back Into. All That I Didn't Do. . And When The Night Is Through. Its When My Eyes Turn Blue. And Rain Down. And Look To You.
Sillhouettes In the entrance of your faded Yellow hallway. From the light of the street lamp on your corner. And in time, oh the hours and the minuets.
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides. Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see. Is this where my angel lies?. . I've cut you up to see me.
You say you're in love. Well cursive wrote this sonnet to the end. You say you're in love. But this heart still can't pretend. . Everything dressed in picturesque.
"Well I'm dead! To the world" she said. And the funeral came alive.. I collect every flower sent. From hell down to the fire.. . Fall down sick,. I'm not insane..
Your pussy's a sand box full of cat shit. That no spade or white pail would move. . Sword swallowing is relaxing your throat. Breathing through your nose.
Roll down the window. I need a breath of fresh shit. Assume the worst. And be amazed to disgust. . There is really no preparing yourself. No day is without incident anymore.
You can suck a fart out my cock. Why do you think men laugh at you and still fuck you once?. Your cries wet my eyes. I'll kill the hostages if denied my target.
Always bringing shit up. Why don't you go fuck yourself. You queer, blowjob. Monkey green prick. . I bet you'd eat a big bowl of asshole. Blowing your nose in a shit slit.