dreads I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough To kill my soul after I'm dead When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar
Person to person and man to man I'm back in touch with my long lost friend Listen to reason and understand And think of me from way back when He said
into ruin and contempt - the acid smoke of burning souls This is an anomaly. Disabled. What is true? Not destined for incarceration. I crave my nothingness
Like Wu Chi Tao But How- Will you withstand the power of the helix The crucifixion of the phoenix The Black thesis, will burn you Give to you the darkest
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
top My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me And everybody's side of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn
drink with friends But on the 12th day of September I went down there To the derision of all muslims and Afghans Being assaulted here in neighborhoods around me Personally
person to person and man to man i'm back in touch with my long lost friend listen to reason and understand and think of me from way back when he said
for Amy, So take My happily Back the cake, Soon-to-be Burn the shoes and boil the rice. Wife, Look, I didn't wanna have to My adorable tell you, but I
shaded fevers My persons lost into forever The sound of music and lighted gardens A fire's burning but not in my home Not in my home, not in my home
planted their regimented blazons into the arid soil, waited with a disciplined patience born of never having met defeat in pitched battle or siege, the dreaded
the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
Person to person and man to man, I'm back in touch with my long lost friend. Listen to reason and understand and think of me from way back when. He said
like Luca age 12 Marvel Bohemian Grove speaking Elohimian code Under the table sale of reptilian skulls Sherm, purple pill, word to Bill, murder guild, burn
My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me And everybody's side of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn
: Person to person and man to man, I'm back in touch with my long lost friend. Listen to reason and understand and think of me from way back when. He