Countin' dirty money, getting faded. Gold chains, gun's nickel plated. Whoo! Eyes dilated. Fuck around and you can die later. . Foreign cars, getting faded.
This poisoned honeymoon.. This person is gonna blow out soon.. Bad hair day,. Bad breath,. These nightmares are boring me to death.. They're boring me to death,.
Is there a tree. That grows the fruit I need?. Something sour to make me sweet.. Ok, I'll eat.. Ok, I'll eat.. Ok, I'll eat.. Nothing better than a frozen tree.
Look, black or white picture, stug in this hard liquor. That type of hide that use to guide with you. That type of view that only God could give you. This is architecture, hard on my sleeve made of the darkest texture.
I spend too much time. In these dirty, dusty rooms. The places with the flickering signs. And the dirty, dusty rooms. . Is it unfair to want fresh air?.
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It was in pieces till this adhesive. Stuck it together now it beats again. It working alright and it looks tight. A little miracle i recommend. . I could use another roll another roll.
There's a blueberry pancake. flying in the sky. I can see it. I can see it.. . There's a castle in the cloud. and it's floating on by. Can you see it?.
Some people are just all show. Well, I don't mind that if the show is worth watching. But it's all bark and no tree. What's more ironic than a hippie in Versace?.
It's Christmastime; there's no need to be afraid. At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade. And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy.
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I know you're not to kiss and tell,. But maybe nobody has ever kissed as well as you do,. Don't know what's got a hold of me,. Alcohol or alchemy,. I know you're not to kiss and tell - oh well.
I might be a doctor. I might be a leader. Pilot a helicopter. Or be a beekeeper. All I wanna do. Is make it come true. All I'm trying to do. Is make it come true.
Hahahahaha. . The lives of some men. If walls could talk to spill the lies. We'd see the world through devil's eyes. . I maintain an addiction. They know they take to high.
Hard news, taken harder, don't look to me. Disappointed, we don't agree, I don't need your praise.... (don't look my way for help.. from the beginning you came to me).
A lonely road, crossed another cold state line. Miles away from those I love purpose undefined. While I recall all the words you spoke to me. Can't help but wish that I was there.
I've been thinking lots about my life and. How quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense the future nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame.
Hard news, taken harder, don't look to me. Disappointed, we don't agree, I don't need your praise.... (don't look my way for help.. from the beginning you came to me).
My 16 locked and loaded. All fear has been avoided. You say the words and my weapon is drawn. This one could be my last time. . Some people call it war crime.
Jackass Yolo. The smell of fall.. Changing season.. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path. the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead..