Wilford Brimley Sandwich. Snowmobile of Franklin. Ninja Force 5000. Abraham Lincoln Beard.
Wilford Brimley Sandwich. Snowmobile of Franklin. Ninja Force 5000. Abraham Lincoln Beard.
Waffle of the ancients. way too much of bobby. laying in the gutter. Abraham Lincoln Beard.
Beautiful day, wonderful feeling,. I feel like singing, psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long.. Joy fills the weak, joy makes us strong.. Filled 'till we burst, songs of praise to the God of the Universe..
I walked into the room, and she was right there waiting.. Leaning up against the bar, well she was perpertraitin'.. Slick as snot her spandex, and blacker than some coal,.
You know I like being surrounded. By such voluptuosity. Such poultritude, to be mothered and smothered. Basted in sweet sumptuousness. . Let the cats all criticize.
Every perception is what you perceive, all that you know you were taught to believe. Something is stirring and something is cracked, there is no hope as you limp your way back.
From the wreckage I pick up the pieces of my life. It's all around me ripped to shreds, I'm wounded and that's why. This time I'm taking mine, I will not wait in line.
please explain a couple of things to me. how could you leave and then turn your back on me. . if only we said goodbye, maybe then i would respect my life.
Move along, there is nothing to see here. I need you strong, so get over your fear. Just turn it on, on all that you hold dear. Cause something's wrong, and the danger is near.
you put me on a shelf how could i possibly have ever climbed so high. no different from yourself theres not a thing that we cant do if we'd just try. oh it feels like i can send my thoughts across the sky.
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again [repeat]. Don't you overlook the quiet ones, the ones who won't say. Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again.
Conclusions, illusions, of mainstream intrusions. I'm saying this is just your life. Brain of the main-frame, life. Your single one and only life. I'm starting from the back again, it's never ending.
Come on show me your cancer, I might show mine. I've been holding out for something but, got left behind. Well I'm almost out of patience, don't cross that line.
There is a feeling coming over me, it shows me how I really ought to be. It knows that there is something after me, why hide in shadows that I cannot see.
As I try to find my way, this broken compass seems to lead so much further away. To live and breath another day, to see the things that I have seen, only a few of us may.
Come on and start right now. Where are these places, they hide themselves so well. In certain faces, I thought that you could tell. Which ones are decent, which ones begin to smell.
Comfort, pulls me back inside. Self worth, has a place to hide. Push us back in corners and, make us fight you for our lives. Turn us into martyrs and, sneak up from behind.
Goodbye, Mother, I'm sorry, sorry to my heart. So long, Mother, I'm sorry that we have to part. But you can look for me, won't you look for me?. I'll be home soon, Lord have mercy, Jesus.
Out of all, all, all you say and do. Gonna be somebody, always, always watching you. But Jesus, Jesus is my keeper. Ain't no friend, no friend I can find.