So close together, after such a long time.įinally so close, two hearts beating in harmony. I think I just need to get the hell out of this town. Strong Bad’s answering emails now, gone now is my frown. Pausing for a moment, letting things quiet down. One that still says freedom, no matter what leader. The night is a relaxing one, the wind carries a whisper. Its still windy outside, but the light has gone out. I think I’ll just relax, and let the bombs blow. Now standing, a reminder of the genocide.īut hey, as long as I’ve got a lit Marlboro. His eradiated pile of shit is more important than the other man’sĪbsolutely terrified, no more government. The bombs they go flying, nuked skin and bones. The time of World War, gone without a doubt?Ĭould we do it, a third time, without this world being put back in the dark times.Ī land finally cold, cold like the leader’s heart.Ī war not fought with technology, only sticks and stones. Head blown, getting lost in the middle of a rhyme Not even in a hurry, I’m happy to take my time. You hate on the likes, as much you do the dislikes. Lighting up the torch, none of you agree. So your cocky, think you’ve got something up on everyone else. The idea’s still there, its just been mislead. The mental concept, the political mad hatterīoom goes the light bulb, shattered glass raining down. The ones kissing babies, savoring hands, & kissing rear ends. Pulling your leg, ending it all over again. Releasing my fright, a little bit less the hoodlum Your eyes are so bright, I read your insides through them. The coughs are all over, now in the blowing wind. Vibrating, booming lungs, drowning you out. It must be windy outside, the light hasn’t gone off. He’ll dig in the claws, growl like a tiger.īe sure not to get h is fuzzy kitty fur wet. Razor sharp claws, all thanks to the recliner couch.įor when he turns wild, a marshmallow pawed grouch. Ignoring that damned over priced scratching post. Ignoring anyone who might want to attack his kingdom. He is king, ruling with an iron marshmallow fist of a paw. Suddenly feel the need to go get a chained wallet and jack off dance in public.) (Not really serious, it was more of a "delightful" fuck off, not a mean one.ok maybe that hardcore music effected me a titch more than I thought. Screen print my face on your fucking shit - Jackass. You're not going to have any of the other celebrities you'll never understand. Sheltered by originality now - you're my dog. Still sheltered even though you shrug it off. You're so original, so fucking (out loud) That big label (originality) you wear it so well.Ĭolor, creed, whatever - that's all bullshit. You've became everything I've been dogging on for years. Masturbating in public - despising it in secret. You're everything you never wanted to be. You run away from it until you run towards it.Įven though you still don't know who you are. Turned away from - even though you want it. Up against a lonely wall, not so much faced. No better evil, correct? States aren't up for the saving. Now I'm amidst inside of a capitalized "lack thereof" Wasted hours and hours, for this, the sweet bliss. I guess I've been replaced, my friendship a toy. Geeze louise, I shouldn't have been surprised.īut now stupid's being reinvented right before my eyes. Trying to help out a friend, murphy's law at its best.
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